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#3 in a series of screwy dreams.

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cainam_nazier

This was the 2nd dream on 02-07-06

Okay, just so you know, I am a big Star Trek nerd, okay.  I am fine with it and every thing.  But at least I am not one of those freaky people who dresses up in the uniforms and all that silliness.

So here I am in Star Fleet, and I do maintenance.  Now I knew my rank was just an ensign but for some reason I was important, I guess it was because I had some mad skills.

Apparently in the dream they had been pimping me out to other ships at this ship dock we were at that needed help repairing various systems.  I had just gotten back from one and was being sent to another one.  I was told to report to the Tralest.  A ship that was also docked there and needed their air purification system fixed.  

I was beamed down the planet and had to wait for the ship to make it's orbit around the planet so I could beam up to the right one.  So I waited and all, it was no big deal, time passed really fast.

So I was headed towards this lift that was going to take me up to the right ship but for some reason I could not get to it.  I tried and tried but still could not reach the lift.  I was really getting annoyed.  But then it was like....Duh, you have a communicator, just call up there and have them beam you.  I made several attempts to get a hold of some one on the Tralest but no one was answering.  Because of that I was still trying to get to the lift.  

Finally when I did get to the lift it was now under construction and could not be used.  By this time I was really ticked.  I tried one more time to get a hold of some one on the Tralest to transport me up.  Finally some one answered.  But the only responded with a come back later.

Now I was really ticked.  I took the communicator off my shirt and tapped it repeatedly.  Finally I got an answer.  The guy said I could come up but then started asking me questions.  Who I was, how many people were with me, and several others.   When I looked down at my communicator again it now looked like my palm pilot.  And on the screen there were like 3000 something questions that needed to be answered.  They guy on the line said hat when I was done answering the questions I could go aboard.  I started reading the questions but when I got to like number 5 the dream ended.  And I was happy it did.

In the dream I was ticked because of how much stupidity I had to deal with.   They knew who I was and what I was doing but still need to ask questions.  That is what was really making me mad.  That and the having every path I took blocked.

Sepultura123

Its weird how you can remember all the little word like Tralest in a dream...