F O S D E M _ D R E A M S

I was in the airport on the way to FOSDEM, going towards security. As I started to reach it I realised I was carrying a knife in my jacket. I pulled it out and threw it away, but found my jacket contained infinite knives. I grew closer to the security terminal as I continued to frantically remove knives from my personage.

I'd gotten on the plane to FOSDEM with the group I was going with. As the plane was in the air, half of its body was ripped off and numerous of my friends fell out into the sky. I was stood on the other side, watching, horrified. I realised I hadn't got travel insurance and then spent the rest of the plane journey worrying about this.

I was at fosdem, except it was an empty warehouse, but I knew it was FOSDEM. There was an escape room and my friends kept getting killed and turned into ghosts. This was fine as I knew I could turn them back if I won the escape room. As ghosts they really liked the taste of salt.

I was at FOSDEM with my student group, I was stood next to the organiser of the group and with 0 provocation stabbed them. The rest of the group turned to me and told me that we couldn't go home anymore because the organiser had the tickets and she was now dead. We were stuck in Belgium forever.

My group had accomodation at a skyscraper in Brussels. A section of our group were being too loud and we got kicked out of the accomodation. We then panicking, had to see what cash we could find to scrape the change together to afford another skyscraper to stay in.

I was at FOSDEM, being rude to people. I got put in FOSDEM jail.

I and a friend were building a rocket to go to space FOSDEM. We eventually realised this rocket wouldnt work. We were bummed out about this, but kept working on it for fun. Luckily there was a space train that took us instead. I thought space FOSDEM was a stupid name but a dude in a beanie told me the name "FOSDEM" didn't roll off the tongue on its own.