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04:21:2002 Entry: "DREAM"
DREAM
I don't really understand my dream last night. I was making some sort of ballot polling thing with paper (punch cards with chads!), yet at the same time it was digital because I was using radio buttons and checkboxes and making sure that there were no default "on" or "checked" buttons. (This is the second dream in recent memory where something digital has a physical office product type component) I handed off my duties to Stan and Tim, yet at the same time they were painting basement walls black, and there was an older man showing them how to do it properly (like Stan wouldn't know!) I also remember Tim was moving some sorts of beams around like they were rearranging the basement. Upon completing the painting project, they also completed the ballot project, but when they showed that to me, I was dismayed that they had punched out all the answers, so that no one would be able to use it properly. I was scolding them and telling them they did it wrong and would have to redo it all over again.
Oh well, at least the dream, as confusing as it is, is more "me" and it doesn't involve Drew Barrymore's email address.