i had a dream this morning that is either incredibly shallow as far as meaning, or too deep for me (i can usually interpret my own dreams just fine...)

It starts by fading directly from another dream (unrelated to this one)...im in my room along with a co-worker/friend of mine named sebastion...im holding some sort of air-rifle (even though it fires as if it is a machine gun w/o noise)...we're just hanging out, joking, and my brother enters the room from a window very close to me...i start to shoot him with air from the air-gun...he's complaining and saying 'ouch! that hurts!' but i just thought he was being a pansy and kept firing...after a while of this i stopped...he starts talking to sebastion, and i accidentally shoot the gun into a nearby bed...then i notice the bed now has 50 or so tiny little sewing needles (the kind with plastice colored tops)...i think that maybe it is the gun doing it, so i fire again, and sure enough...apparently ive been firing needles out of the gun, unknowingly...at this point the dream kinda merges...im still in my room, but im not paying attention to sebastion so he might not have been there at this point...i seem to assume my brother is dead, due to the needles, and apparently they were poisoned (i dont know how i knew this)...i felt totally neutral about this however...also, i notice there are several hundred of these needles in my right arm...many are missing their plastic tops...i pull out the ones with plastic tops, but the others are apparently too slippery to pull out...when doused with water, they became flexible to a degree...almost like exceptionally thick hair...i then am at someones house...apparently i am a detective of some sort, and they are hiring me to get the guy that put the poisoned needles into my air gun, but for some other reason that they never actually told me...i proceed to some sort of stadium...there seems to be some sort of huge party going on there...the bouncer at the side gate (there was a hole cut into the gate with a bouncer) wouldnt let me and my partner in (i didnt have a partner before this point...i have no idea who he is, no identity was given, and he dissapears directly after this point)...then some guy walks up who apparently owes me a favor, and has a word with the bouncer, who then lets me in...i proceed high up into the bleachers, and walk around the edge, until i find some guy (facing the opposite direction)...i seem to know that this is the guy whose been poisoning people (apprently more than just my brother)...i walk up behind him and punch him in the back of the head as hard as possible...he falls quickly (having not braced himself since he didnt know i was there), and hits his head on a lower bleacher...hes out cold...suddenly, im in my friend mike's pick-up truck, and hes driving us in from some mountain into town...i feel a total sense of failure...i ask him to stop at the edge of town, and i get out...after walking awhile, im back at the house of the people who were hiring me, and im explaining that i failed to them...they're getting pissed, and i simply leave, not wanting to get yelled at...i proceed back to the stadium place...this time there is some event going on, up on some stage...i hop a wall, and my partner (again he appears and immediately after dissapears) is apparently fat, and cannot get over...i proceed back up the bleachers in the same fashion as before, only this time the guy seems to know im coming...i go up to engage him in a fight, and suddenly we're both down below the bleachers on the grass fighting...i expect him to be a good fighter, and i worry if im gonna win...then he tries to slap me...i block, and feel greatly relieved...he continues to fight like a total pansy, and i beat the living daylights out of him...suddenly, then...im standing on some sort of cement steps, talking to some woman in a sort of 'end of episode' dialogue...the guy who was poisoning people has turned into a little kid, who apologizes to me very cutely, says hes gonna go turn himself in, and walks off...i ask the woman next to me if its such a good idea to let him walk off, and if i should take him to the station...she says not to worry about it, that hes too young and innocent not to...i notice im holding a bucket full of what looks like white paint...i explain to the woman that this was what he was poisoning people with...that it is a latex based liquid that causes and catalyzes cancer...she laughs, and walks off...i set down the bucket, and proceed to try to remove the needles from my arm (which look infected now)...they are still apparently soggy from before and i cant get any out...i continue to do this until i wake up...i feel very frustrated when i wake up...

...the only emotions i felt in this dream were when i felt like a failure after the first engagement, and at the very end, trying to remove those needles again...

...so, ya...i dunno what it means