11:09 < WEH> oh jesus
11:47 < WEH> to continue
11:47 < WEH> the CEO came into main standup
11:47 < WEH> and announced that "he had a dream where we had to many logs and it brought down the servers"
11:48 < WEH> and was giving the strong impression that he wanted someone to investigate it
11:48 < snappieT> on a dream :D
11:48 < WEH> dream...or vision???
11:49 < snappieT> i can just imagine you saying that in the standup
11:49 < snappieT> it would be a worthwhile way to get fired

14:50 < Tapir> Fucking christ....that fucking dream
14:50 < julia> pardon
14:51 < Tapir> Go into school/college and it turns out I'm about to fail EVERYTHING because I haven't been to any of my Irish classes in months
14:51 < Tapir> it's been seven fucking years since my leaving cert LEAVE MY DREAMS THE FUCK ALONE MRS REED
14:51 < julia> must have scarred you
14:51 < Tapir> :( :( :(
14:51 < Tapir> wonder if I should become fluent in Irish to exorcise the cunt

19:02 < Tapir> oh man, goats that eat through the wall of your house
19:02 < Tapir> goats will eat fucking ANYTHING
19:02 < Tapir> just wake up one morning, roll over to face wall to avoid the 
               light, and surprise, there's a goat all up in your grill, poking 
               his nosy snout through your wall
19:02 < Tapir> "HI I'M A GOAT!!!"

11:33 < spacedave> I had the strangest dream, we were in fibbers, and there 
                   were strippers there, and luigii was sleazing on one of them 
                   but she didn't like him, and then started following me 
                   around. I was ok with this, because it annoyed him
11:33 < spacedave> I took her to supervalu
11:33 < aeng> bitches love supervalu

10:51 < Tapir> So last night I dreamt I was the last man on earth, stranded on 
               airport. I would kill time by shooting out the tires on 
               abandoned aircraft. However, upon exploring a nearby factory, I 
               discovered the remnants of civilisation
10:51 < Tapir> They even had their own bobsleigh team, which I was recruited 
               for. The coach was Lance Armstrong. However, things quickly went 
               sour, and I had to shoot my way to freedom, and escape via the 
               roof. The end.
10:52 < Tapir> good dream imo
10:52 < johnl> First part was very Ballardian

10:59 < Tapir> johnl: I've been having very Ballardian dreams lately
11:00 < Tapir> had one where I was in Sheffield, when bombs started falling on 
               the city, so me and a gang of refugees made our way to London, 
               but when we got there the town was completely destroyed, and the 
               Thames completely evaporated. rrest of the dream was just 
               exploring the ruins