And here's where it got really fucked up. I woke up. There was something a little weird going on with the lights (it was dark), and it either was the alarm clock or it was affecting the alarm clock. Either way, I looked at the alarm clock, and I couldn't really tell what time it was, and the led was a whole rainbow of colors, not just its normal red. I got up out of bed and flipped the light switch. The light level only barely changed. The light didn't come on. I knew I was dreaming. Looking back, I don't know if I actually knew I was dreaming, or if I as dream character knew it, but I as sleeping person didn't. And I don't know if the distinction matters, but I'm pretty sure it does. Anyway, I was running around the house (which wasn't layed out anything like my house, but that didn't occur to me while I was still dreaming), telling myself to wake up, telling myself to open my eyes. I came into Kit's bedroom (and it didn't strike me as odd that she had a separate bedroom), flipped the switch, which caused nothing to happen, so it was still dark. I woke her up and told her to wake me up. She was obviously very sleepy, but solicitous, telling me okay, she would wake me up, or that I was awake or something, but nothing changed. I still couldn't make out the clock or turn on lights. Oh, btw, for those who haven't seen it, in Waking Life, the supposed way you could tell you were in a dream was that you couldn't read numbers and stuff, and you couldn't change the light levels. I was getting really extremely panicked, needing to wake up. Finally, I asked (well, hysterically implored would probably be more accurate) Kit to pinch me, and then to bite my arm, in order to wake me up. I think that was when I woke up to Kit's alarm, or there was possibly just a little bit more after that. Kit got up right away, and I asked her, in a somewhat panicked voice, I think, to turn on the light. Right after I woke up, before Kit got into bed, I was sitting there, convincing myself that, yes, I actually was awake. That I could distincly hear sounds, which I didn't really remember from the dream. Not that I noticed a lack of sound from the dream, but, looking back, trying to remember the dream, I didn't have any distinct sound-memories. And since I was acutely aware of the sounds around me at the time, I was deifnitely awake. Still, I think I held my breath in the time between when I asked Kit to turn on the light and when it actually finally did come on.
Okay, I feel less creeped out now than I did upon waking. Time to get ready for work. I really would rather not go to work today. Blargh. I really hope I finish up with the stuff that I'm working on for the high school project so that I can get started on the middle school project. The stuff that I currently have to do will get finished up today, but I'm sure Boss Lady could find more stuff for me to do on the high school project instead of giving me up to the middle school project, especially since I'm scheduled to go on to help with an edit of the sample chapter, but the stuff coming back is a bit later than originally scheduled, so Boss Lady I'm sure is thinking that she'll keep me at least until that edit comes back to be worked on. Oh well. At least I'm getting strokes, as dway put it, from Boss Lady, and she really seems to rely on me for getting these emergency type things done.
