Ever had one of those dreams where you end up fighting someone you know
and at the end of the dream one of you dies? No? Me either.

Not.

Of course I've had that kinda dream. Who doesn't? I've killed six of my
best friends and only have died twice. Once from a bullet that decided 
that it wanted to find out if my brains really had the consistency of 
jello (as opposed to the common belief that my brains have a cake and 
cream filling context) and another by falling off a cliff in Tibet. No, 
I've never been to Tibet, but I've heard the weather's nice there. 
Anyway, I had this dream where I was kicking the crap out of a dude I
knew in another friend's backyard. It ended up with me ramming his 
skull into the concrete wall at such a velocity that it needed to be 
repainted afterwards. 

What does it mean when this kinda stuff happens? Well, Frued says that 
dreams are in the most basic sense a fulfillment of a wish. Did I wish
to kill my friend? Maybe. Frued also talks about other stuff like 
Condensation, where different elements that go into the dream get 
condenced into one large uberelement for easy consumption. There is 
also Disassociation of emotions. What one feels towards one element of 
the dream is disassociated with that element and reassociated with 
another, like feeling fairly indifferent towards being chased by rabid
Godzilla cosplayers whereas feeling completely and utterly terrified 
of the bowl of shredded wheat put infront of you at breakfast...
unless you REALLY don't like shredded wheat...

So, that brings me to somethink completely different. One day, while
sitting at a computer much like the one you're probably sitting at
at this very moment (creepy that I know that, huh?) I was plagued by
mental fatigue and physical fatigue and emotional fatigue and combat
fatigue, I decided to rest my head on the keyboard for a few minutes 
and while I was in the middle of a deathmatch between myself and the
new guy who just moved in across the way this is what it spewed forth:


while(<STDIN>){if(/^\d+$/){$b=
$c=$d=1;$_++;until($_==$c){if(
$_<$c){$_+=$b+=2;}else{$c+=$d+=
2;}}$c=($d-$b++)/2;print $c,
", ",$b+$c,"\n";}else{die"\n";}}


Now, I find it very interesting that my head can form such a seemingly
random set of stuffs (like holding the = button and the shift button 
twice, in succession, prior to typing the word 'until') like this, 
until, that is, *until* I found out what actually happened. I am 
currently suffering from a very rare mental disorder that causes me to
type gibberish while I'm sleeping. Yes, yes I know it's weird and you
don't have to beleive me, but I tell you I'm suffering here! Majorly
suffering. The social reprecussions of sleep typing are very 
embarassing at all night parties where one is libel to fall asleep and
be woken up by a fist impacting one's face at a respectable velocity 
after typing out the first few pages of War & Peace on a woman's chest,
or, more realistically, accidently launching nuclear warheads at 
former communist countries while one is asleep at the button. 

So, I'm asking everyone who reads this to contribute to the STS 
Foundation for Research and Treatment of STS, Sleep Typing Syndrom, at
4321 S. Conoley Ave. Suite 334. All donations will be put forth to cure
me and those like me of our terrible terrible condition. Thank you.

*Paid for by the committee to cure Sleep-Typing disorder and not by Rags,
because that would probably be incrimitating. 


The Sunburst Project, Week 11
http://www.chaoseed.com/btr/sbp/
6/22/00