Signet

Okay, so I woke up, sat up, crossed my legs, and fell asleep again.
Somewhere in that sleep (I probably slipped right back into my REM sleep-stage), I dreamed that I was back at my Church's old building. I was sitting on the floor of the foyer next to a water fountain and was talking to [one of] my brother[s] about something he'd recorded. He was handing me SD cards from a holder of sorts as he was talking because he wasn't sure which one was the one we were looking for. I, on the other hands, was checking the contents of the cards on a sort of netbook. Sort of. It wasn't easy to do so because my ten-year-old niece was sitting in my lap at the time so that I had to reach around her to get to the netbook.
Oh, well. Life's tough.
Anyways, after about four of these cards, my brother handed me a ZIP disc which he remembered that the video was on. (was it a video?) Because my hands were busy working with the netbook-ish thing, I actually bit it at the corner and held it in my mouth instead. I tapped my niece on the head with it for squirming to much and was about to ask my brother if he had a ZIP drive to read the disc with when I woke up.
Only about ten minutes had passed in waking life, but the deam was more like twenty.
But I woke up. And my legs were asleep. >_<