Time Zone Issues On Google Devices

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was trying to set a certain setting on some Google devices of some kind, maybe Chromebooks, but for some unknown reason my settings change kept being automatically changed by the system.

My former male classmate DH was in the dream, he told me that it should be working, but for some reason the system kept picking the wrong time zone which possibly was causing the problem.

Trying To Copy A File Over The Network In Terminal

I slept for about three hours on the living room couch, I only recorded barely part of one dream, and later when I got in bed I had more dreams but I got awakened abruptly because of a dog fight outside that I had to go break up.

Someone’s dogs who had been running around the neighborhood since yesterday had gotten in our yard and started trying to attack the cats, and then one of them attacked my brother TDC’s dog Jack.

I had to get out of bed and go save the loose dog by picking Jack up in the air until he let go of the other dog, who was losing the fight to Jack, both dogs were okay other than a little bit of blood; and after several telephone calls the person who owns the loose dogs finally took them back home after letting them run around the neighborhood for over a day.

So I forgot most of my dreams except for barely part of one dream, and my sleep was ruined.

Dream 1

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was probably working at The BP Library at my IT Assistant job, and I was on a computer using terminal trying to copy a file over the network from one user to another.

The file was 2-sided and there were several other details about the file that I can not remember now, and I was probably trying to use SSH (Secure Shell) and the proper commands to copy the file from one user to another.

Dream 2

All that I can remember of this dream is that I was working at The BP Library helping a coworker, and at some point I noticed that automatic headphone jack port switching was not working.

I started to tell them about this, what we could do for now to deal with it until my coworker Mr. JM could figure it out, but that is all that I can remember of this dream.

The end,

-John Jr


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Beck Living In The G House

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I barely remember part of the end of my last dream from last night which took place during the day at The G House, and the music artist Beck was living inside the house.

My uncle CE was working outside where the garden used to be, one or more of my family members were near the back porch, and I was near it as well working with an intelligent personal assistant / antivirus-like program that had a male voice.

The program had three modes: manual, automatic, and a mode where it would create its own personality based on how you answered several questions or it would quickly observe its environment/any only close enough and decide for itself.

I tried each mode and the mode where it creates its own personality was the most talkative and the worse because it picked a mean personality after making its own personality after quickly observing the wrong thing(s), and it kept insulting me; the manual mode was the most quiet, and the automatic mode was the most balanced and so that was my favorite mode.

The annoying mode could even report you to other people (maybe even the police), I remember it telling the other person near the back porch something incorrect/false about me, and this person ended up going to tell my uncle CE this false information; and so I reset it, and I switched it to automatic mode.

I remember going inside The G House and Beck was further inside the house, I probably saw him from a distance a few times in the dream and maybe I said a few things to him from a distance, and he was using the bedroom by the kitchen as a storage room; and I remember going into this bedroom/storage room to clean it up by getting rid of some of the trash/junk,and organizing it.

My uncle CE approached the window to this room confronting me about the false information that he was told by the other person who was told this false information by the intelligent personal assistant/antivirus-like program, I think it told him/them that I was stealing Beck’s stuff out of the bedroom/storage room, and so I explained the situation to my uncle CE.

After explaining the situation to him I went to explain it to the other person, I remember being a bit annoyed, and after that I was going to get back to cleaning up the storage room; but I woke up.

The end,

-John Jr

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