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A big party, evidently celebrating Ireland's qualification for some soccer tournament or another. Some misguided folks are singing a song about Dion Dublin, who plays for an English Premiership team, and wouldn't qualify as an Irish international player. It's really crowded; there seem to be a lot of people from my college days here, including my brother and a bunch of his friends. At some point, I'm out on the dancefloor (dancefloor? are we in a nightclub?) talking to someone and I turn around to see a girl I have some interest in (exgrilf? protogrilf?) dancing with a guy I used work with. Lots of shocked looks, they disappear out the door, and her friends come over and make soothing noises and apologise. Apparently I had some connection between the song playing and the interesting girl, and everyone's shocked that guy would dance off with girl during song, if you follow. They're arguing over it now, and I'm trying to tell them that look, this is my problem, I have no claim to either the song or the girl, etc.
Then the alarm went off. Why I set it for 10:30 is beyond me.
Most of the above has parallels in reality, funnily enough, except the bit about the song having some special meaning. I had a song with special negative meaning for a while, but the circumstances which led to it are so convoluted that you'd think I was dreaming again. The guy I used work with went out with a girl in the office after she'd broken up with me. Ireland have qualified for several soccer tournaments, and I've been at several resulting parties - usually impromptu affairs in the pub where we all watched the crucial game. Oh, and one of the machines I was working on until 4am this morning is in the same city as the University I went to. I guess old mister brane got a bit stirred up.
Then the alarm went off. Why I set it for 10:30 is beyond me.
Most of the above has parallels in reality, funnily enough, except the bit about the song having some special meaning. I had a song with special negative meaning for a while, but the circumstances which led to it are so convoluted that you'd think I was dreaming again. The guy I used work with went out with a girl in the office after she'd broken up with me. Ireland have qualified for several soccer tournaments, and I've been at several resulting parties - usually impromptu affairs in the pub where we all watched the crucial game. Oh, and one of the machines I was working on until 4am this morning is in the same city as the University I went to. I guess old mister brane got a bit stirred up.