Progressive x star wars/disney?

At work, most faces I don’t recognize. We’re doing some sort of retrospective but as a department.

We’re writing down our sprints like diaries on a sheet of paper for the month. I’m missing some events towards the end of the month but thats really just because I got a little lazy writing everything down. I figured my work would speak for itself.

They’re huge sticklers for the rules though. I get in trouble and nobody is trying to help me out of this small mistake. Theyre trying to get me to speak about my last sprint but i find it difficult. I receive my final review and I’ve gotten a 92 grade; just 4 points shy of failure. But, it turns out, I got a 2/4 Force points and this is enough to send me packing. I’m devastated. I crumple and some teammates try to comfort me, including Ho-Min. I awake crying.

At home in nyc. Dreamt the fattest rat imaginable was coming down the stairs, Old Spot in hot pursuit. The rat was almost acting like a dog. Sport would try to sniff him snout to snout.

I got my bb gun and got ready to shoot the thing. It vanished but I could not see how, such a large creature in such a small space.

I dreamt of the effect a rat would have on my data loading at work, which had somehow veered into extracting things from animals. I thought about feeding this rat to a crocodile.

Was playing a game with andrew and clay from work. Michael Vuong from work was there too.

Andrew was asking something rather mathematical. I gave my answers but clay kept correcting the notation, even if the meaning was pretty understandable. I felt bad and stopped contributing. Mike asked if I was ok. I was unresponsive.

We were making milkshakes later. Lots of blending, weighing, mixing. Mine mustve been a coffee ice cream milkshake. Ended up grinding part of a metal container, poor design.

Traveling, possibly to NY, possibly with Sohum. We’re getting something to eat, but we’re in something that looks like Campus 2, but also it looks more like an adult chuck e cheese. There was a slightly dark ambiance with deep blue tones but brightly lit spaces for hanging out and eating.

We pass by a sushi area. They’re basically preparing and serving heinens sushi. Nevertheless I want some, so I grab it. I see some of the staff scraping a lot of sauce from a prep counter with chefs knives.

An entity wants to kill people by tricking them. They can get out if they’re perceptive, but mainly it is kill it before it kills you.

Mark is flying in to meet me and some friends. Maybe work friends, ruth is there. Maybe this is a team building opportunity.

On a roof, matthew is locked in with a climbing hook, I’m holding onto him until I can get up. It looks like a supermarket shelf. Someone comes by and antagonizes me, turns out it was the monster in disguise. I was tricked and had to be saved.

In britain, perhaps working, pgr must have moved. Had a team meeting previously, sobum was managing us now and mentioned that this had been a hard difficult year. I recall feeling good connecting and chatting with him. We were doing some weird team building exercise that involved some mimeing; I remember being prompted to act like i was sprinkling something in my eyes.

We watched a movie with Megans group. We were at anias apartment in nyc though. A slight shift in setting, the movie came alive and the actors were performing amidst the doors and halls of my grandmothers apartment. One was from downton abbey who played the head butler. The other I dont know. I asked someone else watching if they were in show business because they were very good. They mentioned the man was, and I felt dumb for asking, of course, I must have forgotten after a nap.

Super vivid. Robert living on campus, and I was expecting to go back to live at UNL for a two year graduate degree. Lisa was here touring the campus. We saw Sara the fitness trainer from PGR, but also another “fitness trainer” who was named steven but he was teaching git and he looked sort of like daniel day lewis with a pony tail. I’m thinking he was an old professor of mine. I stop to ask steven where he was teaching, what his schedule was.

I was working at PGR still, but I guess I was in facilities because I had to fix a sagging wall in a bathroom. I guess there was a lot of water damage or something and there was gunk pooling behind the paint.

Ryan Haffey opened a new position on his team, and Ruth emailed me about it.

I also found that the owner of Nubeigel was selling their cabin/vineyard and we got the inside scoop, so Lisa and I drove out to see it. On the way we crashed into every car on the way like in a video game because the handling was so poor.

I dreamt that I was able to encode a physical piece of pork belly into a computer system. It accurately represented the object’s fundamental nature. We could use it to 3d print the pork belly and it appeared very natural, but we are limited by the technology of our time to fully reproduce the food such that it can be eaten. I presented the work to Ryan Haffey at work.

I’m resting. Looks like a parking lot or something. Shujie walks by; shes returned to progressive but now shes some chief financial officer type. Shes leading a cadre of workers talking some business stuff about the company.

On a flight. Ask flight attendant if we’re able to pick up radio transmission from jets behind us. Alex shakes his head no — I suppose thats not how light works here. The attendant wants to know the time, and she says “oh thanks, Mickey” to her Disney themed watch.