2004-09-13 - 7:47 a.m.
I had a very upsetting dream last night that I fell into the ocean and, while down there, managed to emotionally bond with a jellyfish who may or may not have saved my life. The jellyfish had an important message for modern science, so I took it ashore in a plastic bag with me, and it was only when I found the scientists and we were trying to set up an aquarium for the jellyfish that I realised I'd been putting tap-water instead of sea-water in the bag for it to swim in. When I looked in the bag it was looking very dead, and I felt so awful that it woke me up.
I'm telling myself now that it wasn't really dead and that once it had gone into the sea-water aquarium it would have revived. And yes, I know that my friend the dream jellyfish IS NOT A REAL PERSON, but I'm still geekishly upset at the thought of how betrayed it must have felt that I didn't take better care of it.
Perhaps I'm PMSd.
