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This morning I dreamt I was drawing "the next two Suburban Jungle strips." The first one had Conrad sitting at the bar at The Watering Hole talking to Leonard, who had a bunch of blueprints spread out all over the place.

First Panel
Conrad: "Wow, you're really giving the place an overhaul."
Leonard: "Yeah, I'm thinking of changing the whole business model to accommodate business people who come in to work on their laptops."

Second Panel
Conrad: "Huh? Why?"

Third Panel: Zoom out to show the bar is packed with customers and that every one other than Conrad is a business person with a laptop.
Leonard: "Oh, no reason."

The main emotion I felt in this dream: despair at having to draw that third panel. When I woke up and remembered that I'm not drawing comic strips these days and so don't have to knock myself out doing complicated panels like that for a single gag, relief washed over me.

I forget what the second strip was exactly, but it had Drezzer doing a similar career adjustment.

-The Gneech


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May. 26th, 2010 02:03 pm (UTC)
Isn't that sorta like the dreams we've all had where we find ourselves back in a school/job/etc. that we despised?

I still have those on occasion, and I find myself waking from them with a great deal of relief.
May. 26th, 2010 02:09 pm (UTC)
...they're still trying to get out of your brain...
May. 27th, 2010 03:17 am (UTC)
Ugh, I still have dreams I'm back in the Army going on a 10 mile march and then wake up and remember that I'm now too fat to do that stuff.

Should I be happy or sad?
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