Often times my dreams are extensions of my waking life, picking up where i left off before i went to sleep. I stayed up late last night writing PHP script for this here blog, and i continued to program longer after i fell asleep...

Remember: this is only a dream...

I'm sitting at a computer desk in a cubicle programming PHP scripts. A coworker comes up to my cubicle and says, "Stay away from the new guy, I hear he's a bastard porcu-"

"You taking shit about ME?!" a voice interrupts. A guy walks straight up to us, turns around and starts to bend over when a volley of quills shoot out of his back.

Instinctively, i cover my face with my arm and duck my head down, but i feel stabbing pains through my right eye and through my left nostril down into mouth. I can taste wood on my tongue, and i HATE the taste of wood. I get the chills just thinking about wooden tongue depressors, spoons, popsicle-sticks, etc.

I open my left eye (i can't open my right eye cuz there's a quill stuck in my eyeball thru the eyelid) and i can see a wooden hors d'oeuvre shish kebab skewer looking thing sticking up through my left nostril (like where people get their noses pierced).

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I grab the quill and start to pull but I can feel the quill going thru the roof of my mouth and sticking into my tongue. The pain is unbearable, but i can't stand to have the taste of wood in my mouth, so i yank to quill out. I breathe a sigh of relief as the taste of blood fills my mouth (At least i can't taste the wood anymore... BLECH).

I then turn my attention to the quill in my eyeball. I yank on the quill, but it doesn't come out. Instead, my eyelid tears and my eyeball pops out, still stuck on the end of the quill. Surprisingly, it doesn't hurt at all, so i take the eyeball-on-a-stick and put it in the mug full of pens on my desk.

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That's when i notice my coworker laying face-up on floor, covered from head to toe with quills sticking out of his body, presumably dead.

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The "new guy" is nowhere to be found. One-eyed with a mouth full of blood, i resume my programming.