September 4th, 2008
|08:38 pm - John is sleeping|
"All I know is that the wine lasts longer when you don't have to share it with someone...." -Jonathan Coulton.
Buzz. Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.
I may regret this later. Oh well. That's what delete buttons are for.
I have been having really FUCKED UP dreams lately. I dreamt, for instance, that I was writing a thesis on the history of medieval music, but two of the five or so chapters were on "Harranda Root" (which is, I believe, a made-up plant for the game Oblivion) and "The history of the Bicycle." I remember thinking that I really had something going with the latter. However, I couldn't conduct my research because the two TV shows that were to be my main source- one a cartoon and one a wine-tasting show- had been cancelled. I freaked out until I realized that my friend Sean was an expert on wines (IRL, he isn't- not even close) and that he could help me. I met him at the Olive Garden, which had DVD players at every booth, and some inane movie was on. Sean was talking in this horrendously fake Italian accent and refused to help me until I adopted a similar accent. When I finally did, he put in another DVD, took off, and suddenly the place transformed into an empty Toys R Us store with plenty of references to Arcadia (which was real in this dream); apparently, the True Fae are about 5'5, look like they have Downs Syndrome, and absolutely hate any references to Old World Changeling. Then there was something about Juno MacGuff and my late dog, Pablo....
Last night I dreamt that John turned into my manager, Jimmy, and we adopted a two-year-old baby girl. We were in my mom's gameroom and I was preparing to go to sleep when I realized that this probably isn't a good idea. I came back into the room and not only was Jimmy there, but Ray and Jared were there as well (I guess my psyche decided to spare you, Chris). Ray was like, "Well, I guess this isn't a decision that you're going to regret for the rest of your life!" and then started behaving very....oddly....with Jimmy.
Chris, if you ever bring this up to Ray, Jimmy, or Jared, I will so kick your ass. And Braden's. I'm not drunk enough to risk that much eternal teasing. Though, apparently it's affecting my typing skills, as I keep having to backspace and slowly, slowly type what I actually MEAN to say.
All I know is my steak tastes better when I take my steak-taste-better pill!
I had a dream the other night with you in it. You and Jen were with me going to this weird birthday party of someone I knew in high school. Mostly there was candy and otherwise not much happened for that part.
LOL changeling wtf.
Re: I FEEL FANTASTIC!
Candy is good. I've been having all sorts of fucked-up dreams and nightmares- for instance, the other night I had three separate nightmares involving 9/11, figuring out a class schedule, and my entire family history being a lie. Last night I had a long, elaborate dream about a beauty contest/talent show that I had entered, including training, the show itself, the presentation of awards (I didn't win, boo), and almost being struck by lightening while waiting for my ride home. Crazy stuff.
I love the song "I Feel Fantastic!" It keeps me going sometimes, when I'm tired out from work or class.
Changeling is good. I'm really starting to like Lost a lot more than I liked Dreaming- and I liked Dreaming a lot.
Re: I FEEL FANTASTIC!
Wow, I totally didn't see this in my inbox until now ('course, I had like 200+ emails piled up because I never check it ^^;).
You had three nightmares about September 11th? ...Like, being in one of the buildings or something? Or was it a really emotional thing for you?
I've had way too many nightmares about class schedules. It's always me going back to high school even after I've graduated college. Ugh.
It's a good song and is repeat-compatible. :)