Dreams.

May. 10th, 2005 11:41 am
I had a dream last night where some... thing... bit or otherwise damaged my hand and so said hand had to be cut off Day of the Dead style so I wouldn't die or turn into a zombie or something.

Needless to say, that ain't right.

Also featured in the dream: the large chunk of Cold Stone Guy's leg I found after some horrible cataclysm, which someone proceeded to add mashed potatoes and gravy and olives to, and declare to be dinner for the survivors of above-mentioned cataclysm.

This is pretty much what my brain does while I sleep. I'm mostly used to it by this point, except when it whips out real classics like the above.
I miss people. Specially Andwoo and Chris and ze parabird and Vickie. But other people too. They're just the ones I'm missing most right now.

I'm hungry. Rarr. Shall devour leftover scallopy potatoes momentarily.

Supposedly mechamom is going to schedule an appointment for the Comcast guy to come over and give us our cable and Internet and such. It had better happen soon or else I shall... continue going without much Internet. Yeah. Take that, Comcast guy. Or girl. Whatever.

Last night I dreamed about hugpouncing Coop (the animated one, not [livejournal.com profile] temaranight's real-life version) and also about weird animalmummylike monsters coming to get me. And both my Game Boys (oldskool gray and blue non-color pocket although in the dream it was shaped like a GBA non-SP) were amongst a pile of junk in a hallway somewhere. WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH MY BRAIN MAN

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 !!!
(Subject line courtesy of Babelfish. Apparently the 감옥을 part translates back to "prison". Um. That was supposed to be "Pokey". Heeeeee.)

Some anonymous benefactor ponied up the cash for another year of userpics. Thank you, anonymous benefactor!

I had really bizarre dreams last night. Including one where I was at a taping of the Daily Show and Jon Stewart was making faces while someone else did the talking. And the one where I was trying to clean dust from a laptop by using Paint Shop Pro's magic wand selector tool thing. Plainly I am a NERD. Yes.

arhgahrhgahrhghaghcereal.

Edit, because I'm a doublenerd: I guess the "Pokey" part should be . Pity I'm too lazy to go look up a korean virtual keyboard thing to edit the title proper.
Man, I just keep sleeping more and more lately.

Of course, I kept dreaming that I was with Roland and his band of scruffy gun-puppies. It was the end, the very end, some final massive battle for the Tower -- it kept mixing itself with LotR, actually, so there were a bajillion people on horses, and some of them were dwarves and some were elves and one, terrifyingly, was Legolas. (get out of my dreams, you bastard. go jump into the brain of some girl who goes googly-eyed over you.) I was on a horse most of the time and had a machete and sword; if I had a gun, I didn't use it. I was important enough that in one version of the dream my being held up from joining the fight at first caused Roland great concern, but I don't think I was really part of their ka-tet.

I think I had the dream three times, slight variation each time. I kept waking up to my alarm, and wanting to go back down and dream it all over again. I was there, man. We were gonna save the world. Save all worlds.

There was also this guy/thing/whatever that figured in at least one version, who had to keep hopping from body to body to keep existing. He'd have to find a new victim, yoink their blood, and then he could sort of assume their body and go on. Otherwise he'd turn into this nasty spiderthing and sort of dry up. I don't know if it WAS a he, but he was male when dreamme met him, so. He hated having to kill people, I know that. But he was important. We needed him for the fight for the Tower.

There were also roses. Yellow ones, though. I don't think there were any red ones at all. Strange.

I don't know if we won. But I'd like to think we did.

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