Right, so apparently, this is going to be my first blog post, and in order to make it as enjoyable as humanly possible, I would like to share a dream that I had a few days ago.
I wake up (in the dream, of course), go out to the living room for some coffee, make some coffee, and on my way back to the room, I smell something burning. Slightly bewildered, I rush into my room to find my laptop up in flames. Nothing else was on fire, just the fucking laptop. I mean, okay, we’ve all had dreams of shit burning, but this is ridiculous. Should there also be a hidden symbolic significance to that?
I woke up sweating and spent at least three minutes checking the laptop to see any burn marks. A tad later, I just sit there with a weird look on my face, trying to imagine how insanely funny it would be when/if I actually tell one of my friends about this. Ahh, the irony :)
