The Endless Graveyard

Tue, 08 Feb 2005 14:20:35 GMT

PS - I think I'm going to move this journal over to GreatestJournal. It's annoying having to switch from LJ to LJ when I want to post, comment, or read friends-only journals. Not to mention GJ lets you have, like, a thousand user pictures.

My username over there is ravenhex.

Tue, 08 Feb 2005 14:17:41 GMT

I had this dream last night that, in addition to all our other pets, we had a cat that looked EXACTLY like Luna from Sailor Moon. Except, you know, not animated. But she had the big eyes, purple fur, and crescent moon bald spot. But she didn't talk or anything. Anyways, at some point we came home from the store and she had SHRUNK. I was kind of freaking out ("How the hell did my cat SHRINK?!") but my parents didn't seem too concerned.
I had about 30 Sailor Moon CDs, and for some reason I was trying to compile a disc of all the Japanese vocal tracks. Kind of random.
I had said something to hurt stoney831's feelings (imagine that), and I was supposed to drive out to Lakeland to see him. yukihoshino called me; I forgot I was supposed to drop something off to her. I think she was still sick (as she was a couple days ago IRL... dunno if she still is).

I had had another dream before that, and what I wanna know is... what the crap is up with all these sex dreams I've been having?! In this one I was some kind of shapeshifter, I think. I took the shape of Poison Ivy and tried to go seduce the Joker. I succeeded admirably.

Tue, 08 Feb 2005 01:30:18 GMT

Last night's dream was extremely frustrating/annoying.

It took place at a college that looked like a cross between Valencia and UCF. I was there for my classes... early in the day, I ran into sweet_minuet, who was wearing this reeeeeally low-cut top that was absolutely driving me crazy. So I was like, "Yeah, I gotta go," and I went to class. I got to the classroom, which was one of the auditorium-style rooms, and sitting in one of the corner aisle seats was a slightly younger version of Ringo Langly from the Lone Gunmen. x_x He was sitting there drawing a picture. I noticed who it was and I started watching over his shoulder. I think I tried flirting with him, which was kind of funny because I have no idea how to flirt.
So after I left that class I walked by something the school was doing... I don't know if it was some kind of construction or demonstration or what, but I ended up sabotaging it and generally cocking things up. Don't ask me why; I don't remember. So then security was after me, and I had to run from building to building trying to outrun them. It was kind of scary, because they were really looking to mess me up. I was hiding on the elevators and upper floors and stuff, and I think I finally lost them. Then I went to my next class, which was Calculus (with Mr. Dickerson... ack!). And it turned out I had forgotten there was a test that day. --; It was a test where you got to work with a partner, and the questions were more like puzzles than math equations. But either way, I had forgotten my calculator and I had to go out to the car.

I can't remember what happened right after that, but I do remember the last part of the dream. I was at home and feeling like hell. My mom asked me if I wanted her to fix me some steak, and I said "What the hell, yes." So she fixed it (I think she country-fried it or something, which was weird), and serves me this plate with two little steaks on it. I looked at it and I was like "What the hell am I doing?!" I was so confused. I started to cry because I was so grossed-out and confused, and I told her no, I didn't want it.

Sat, 05 Feb 2005 14:56:38 GMT

Meh. The only thing I remember from dreaming last night is that I found this butterknife my mom's missing. It was in a box or drawer or something with a bunch of other stuff.

Hopefully I will actually find it, so she'll stop talking about it.

Sat, 05 Feb 2005 00:55:29 GMT

Oh, an addendum to last night's dreaming. I was walking around someplace that looked like the UCF Student Union... specifically, I was walking past the Sbarro's towards the Wendy's. My cell phone rang, and it was Tony Fasen... apparently I had been rehired as an airbrush artist for them, though they had specifically turned me down for a management job. I told him I had to reschedule my training day (?) on Monday because of class. He was like "grumble-grumble-whatever", as per usual.

Fri, 04 Feb 2005 11:13:32 GMT

Had this dream last night that I had an affair with Christopher Walken. O_O Which would have been okay except I was still with stoney831. It was pretty weird. I wasn't sure quite why I did it, and I was even less sure how/if I was going to tell Adam.
Later, I was hanging out at Adam's apartment, which was kind of filthy... even more so than his actual apartment. It was less cluttered with clothes and stuff, but there was more dirt and trash and yucky crap like that. The layout of the room was exactly like the hotel room at which I had been meeting Chris Walken - - it was at the end of a hall, on the left. Except while the hotel room had had the bed up against the wall opposite the door (perpendicular to said wall), Adam's bed was pushed lengthwise against the wall to the right of the door (which was in the corner of the room). There was about two feet between the bed and the wall.
Like I said, it was a filthy-ass apartment. At one point I was trying to find a moist towelette to clean my hands, and I happened to see a package for one on the floor. Well, you know how in certain houses sometimes you randomly find roach eggs in stuff? Yeah, well, not only had there been a roach egg inside this package, it had hatched and died and dried out. SO gross. So, yeah, needless to say, my hands stayed dirty.
At one point I was laying on the bed, catnapping, waiting for Adam to get home, and there was this roach on the wall right by the head of the bed. It wasn't anyplace I could catch it and let it outside, and I figured if it stayed it would continue to breed... so I smooshed it. The gross thing was, my shoe was one of those jellies you can see through, so I saw EVERYTHING. The squishing and the twitching and whatnot... yecch. And when it was finally dead, it was flat like a piece of paper, just like in the cartoons. It sort of peeled off the wall and fell onto the floor.
So Adam finally got home, and we're lying in bed talking... the bed was kind of gross too. He had this weird plastic covering on it that was like a floormat in a car, especially because it was covered in sand & dirt. >_< No wonder... he was wearing his boots in bed! Anyways, yeah, it was really gross. And I was trying to figure out if and, if so, how to tell him I had cheated on him. And I wondered if I would do it again. >_< I hate dreams like that.

Thu, 03 Feb 2005 10:46:39 GMT

Had this odd dream that stoney831 and I still worked at Wayne's shop. O_O The shop was no longer at Universal; it was now downtown. And the funny thing was, we had had kind of a falling-out with Wayne, and we hadn't seen him in months, but... we were still working there and getting paid. Go figure. I spent a lot of the dream pondering this.
I had this little chainmail bracelet-thing on, and under where it was on my skin there was this weird little lump. I couldn't tell if it was some hard kind of growth or just some kind of giant zit; it wasn't red, just swollen. While I was ringing people up at the shop I kept poking it and stuff. Finally I squeezed it really hard, and it burst, and it was full of this gooey, incredibly sticky stuff, like glue. It was kind of gross.
At one point I was supposed to go do something with yukihoshino and rosegoddess84. Can't remember what kind of plans we had, but I remember at some point we went out to eat at a restaurant that had a bunch of goddamned kids at it, like Cici's or something.
And at some point Pee-Wee Herman showed up in the dream O_O I need to stop watching that show so much, because that fucker keeps showing up in my dreams.
For some reason I remember reading maguslod's LiveJournal in this dream. Why the fuck would I do that? I don't know. He was whining, as always. Though I think he was seriously talking about killing himself, which was kind of amusing.
I remember playing some online game that was just like Ultima Online (moongates, monsters, and the same kind of screen), but with mechs. Pretty cool. I had a house and a bunch of furniture & stuff in my backpack.
Last thing - - near the shop where I worked, they were having this festival downtown. It was some kind of cultural thing - - Malaysian or Indonesian or something along those lines... not Japanese, anyways. Which was funny, because the festival was all about origami. They had these big floats that looked like origami animals, and people were standing in the streets and windows, throwing thousands of tiny (like inch-long) paper cranes into the street like confetti.
Since when do we have that many Asian people in Orlando? I mean, the streets were fucking filled with them.

Edit: Oh, and I remember eating sugar cookies that were in a bag in our freezer. They had rainbow sprinkles. And I had vanilla icing to put on them. MMMMM.

Wed, 02 Feb 2005 02:00:26 GMT

Meh. Managed to forget most of my dreams from last night. It was some pretty trippy shit, but I lost most of it. I remember something about hanging out at Pee-Wee's playhouse, and there were a bunch more people there than there usually are on the show.

Mon, 31 Jan 2005 12:01:44 GMT

Hmm. So one dream I had last night involved watching a Strong Bad e-mail. I've since forgotten which one it was.

The other dream was a little more unusual... me & stoney831 lived together, along with our pet "dog" (who happened to actually be Stitch from 'Lilo & Stitch'). I was in bed, sleeping alone. Our bed was either right next to or on top of a giant map of the world.
Like I said, I was lying there, alone, and I happened to be having a detailed fantasy about Professor Snape. O_o Eventually Adam comes home and gets into bed with me, and he's extremely tired from work and wants to go to bed. However, I was still pretty horny, so I started doing to Adam whatever I was doing to the Professor in my fantasy. He was getting into it, although the atlas kept reminding him of stuff, and he kept taking breaks to talk to me about geography and Australia and stuff. It was kind of weird, but whatever.
And at one point he gave me an update on something that had happened before... apparently Stitch had thrown something he wasn't supposed to, and we had gotten a satellite report that whatever it was was now in orbit. Stitch happened to be sleeping curled up at the far side of the bed, and I thumped him on the head. "Bad Stitch!"

Mon, 31 Jan 2005 04:00:50 GMT

So I've been all lame lately and not writing down my dreams... which is probably why I've been having such a hard time remembering the ones I do have. --;
Here's one from a couple nights ago.

I was at the mall, and there were these Chinese acrobats performing in the mall. I don't mean on a stage or anything - - no, I mean they were just randomly doing their acrobatic thing in the middle of the mall. Specifically, on the upstairs walkway that overlooks the food court. It was laid out a lot like the Altamonte mall.
For some reason, the mall was attached to Islands of Adventure. If you looked down one of the hallways upstairs, you could see that it just sort of dropped off, and if you jumped a couple feet you'd be on the little loading platform for the Hulk rollercoaster. (That damned ride seems to be showing up in my dreams a lot lately.
Oh, and later in the dream I was at home, watching the Hulk movie with my parents (I STILL haven't actually seen that movie), and all the lab technicians were wearing those goofy yellow jumpsuits that the ride attendants at the rollercoaster have to wear. I was all dorking out, like "OMG! Those are the same costumes they wear at work!"

Sat, 22 Jan 2005 21:19:39 GMT

Okay, so I just took a five-hour nap (today has been a REALLY bad day... see my other LJ), and I had some freaky dreams.

I can only remember bits and pieces. In one of them, the world had basically come to an end, and there was no law or government, just bands of people trying to survive. I don't know if it was zombies or war or what that caused this, but a lot of groups of people were fighting against each other. This is mostly because some groups of people were being assholes and trying to take other peoples' supplies. >_< So anyways, I was part of one group, and the first thing I remember was trying to fight off some attackers. One guy got his head taken off, I think. O_O After all that was over (there was much gunfire and other explodey stuff) we were taking a break, sitting around and having drinks. One guy from our group said something about having to defend me; that I was more important than the rest. (I was PRAYING that he wasn't thinking of one of those creepy '28 Days Later' scenarios. You know, with those army guys towards the end of the movie, w/ the women.) stoney831 was there, and there was another guy in the group who was a LOT like him. Acted like him, looked a lot like him too. They seemed to like each other all right, but I found myself wondering if there wasn't some slight animosity because Adam thought the other guy was competition for me.
The dream changed a little bit, and all of a sudden, instead of it just being the end of the world, it was a battle between magic-users. I remember fighting demons and warlocks and stuff like that... it was pretty cool because I could do stuff like witches etc. in movies. :D
Actually, come to think of it, all my dreams had some kind of theme of magick, ghosts, or witchcraft. Go figure.

In the next dream, my parents had an extra house that they never used, so me & lineaalba spent a lot of time there. We had one room that was decorated almost entirely with anime stuff, though I think most of it was hers. I asked her if she could clear it out for a while, because I wanted to clean the house and reorganize some things. There was something about watching 'Sailor Moon' on a big TV. It was a sweet-ass house; I'd love to live there. Lots of big rooms, big patio, big pool...

I had another dream about magick and other witches and stuff... again, over-dramatized from everyday life. I remember at some point I was obsessed with dreamcatchers. I recalled that, in my Native American religions course that I took a couple years ago, my professor (who had lived with a couple tribes earlier in his life, including the Blackfoot) had said that the whole "dreamcatcher" thing was total crap, concocted to sell stuff to tourists, and that the things that they called dreamcatchers were actually "spider shields", which were constructed on a much larger scale by a shaman and supposed to give a warrior spiritual protection that was superior to regular shielding or armour. (The part about me taking that class is really true; though I don't know if he was right about that or not. I'm going to to look it up as soon as I finish typing this entry.) Anyways, in my dream I looked it up on the internet, and the first thing that came up about dreamcatchers was that they were contemporary, invented by this one woman in 1998. O_O It had this big biography and a little pixel-art drawing avatar of her and everything. She had little dreamcatcher earrings on. It didn't make any sense to me that she could have invented them in 1998, because I remember one of my friends having one in 1992 (again, that part's based on real life). Turns out she didn't really invent them, she just popularized them at that time. I can't remember if I found out anything more.

I remember something about walking around K-Mart, looking at discount Easter stuff.

The last dream took place on Halloween. There was an entrance to our attic in the kitchen ceiling of our house (a ceiling that was much, much higher in the dream than in real life, I must add). Our attic had apparently been haunted for a really long time, but normally I was unable to _see_ the ghost; since it was Halloween, apparently I could, and apparently the ghost was more powerful. She was not a nice ghost, either. Looks-wise, she reminded me a cross between Samara from 'The Ring' and the scary Grudge lady. Needless to say, she scared the FUCK out of me. I had a friend over at the house who could also see the ghost. My parents couldn't, so they weren't too concerned about it. At one point, my friend looked up at the attic (the door to which was open) and was like "Yup, there she is," and walked away. After she walked away, I walked up and looked up into the attic. I could just barely see the ghost, but there she was, sitting pretty close to the entrance, looking down on us. I only saw a glimpse of her, but she was very close, very gray, and very much "there." Very vivid, very in-focus. Scared me so bad that I collapsed down on another part of the kitchen floor and started whimpering. Just thinking about it now, actually, gives me the creeps.

Fri, 21 Jan 2005 12:27:06 GMT

Hmm. So I had this dream last night that I was friends with Johnny Depp, and we found a kitten. O_O
We were hanging out at 6 AM on a weekday, for some reason. It was before I had to go to my statistics class and before he had to go to the film studio (they were filming some of 'Charlie and the Chocolate Factory'. So me & Johnny were hanging out someplace that I'm not sure quite where it was but it _looked_ like Sand Lake Road, down near Old Time Pottery and Orange Avenue. It was still dark, and we found a stray kitten in a parking lot. Tiny little thing. SO cute. I think it was gray with some dark markings. We thought it was really cute and it needed a home, so I put a tiny, tiny sweater on it (don't ask me where I got it) and put it in my car. At that point it panicked; it really didn't like being in the car. It was bouncing around and running around on the dash, trying to get out. I had to put the windows up because I was afraid it would get out. So anyways, Johnny had to go back to filming, and I had to go to class, so we said goodbye for now. I had to go to the Walgreen's, and while I was there I ran into my friend Jeanette from work. I was carrying the kitten with me. I told Jeanette that I was sick and my eyes were irritated, and she recommended this weird lotion to me. She said it would help the pain if I rubbed it on my skin. It was basically moisturizer, but it had the texture of hand sanitizer - - you know, kind of translucent, and when you put it on your skin the alcohols evaporated right away and it dried out on its own. There was one bottle of one scent, and there was one bottle that had four different scents on it, with four little boxes on the front of the bottle telling the different scents. I don't remember two of them, but the top left one was mint and the bottom right one was strawberry. She said to put the mint stuff on my skin and neck, and to rub the strawberry stuff around my eyes, and it would make me feel better.
So we're standing in line and somehow the subject of kids comes up. I mention once again that I never, ever, EVER want to breed. No kids coming outta this body. And she just laughs at me, and she's like "Oh, once you have your first one you'll change your mind." GAH. Not only implying that I'll have kids, but that I'll have MORE THAN ONE. Bleah.
Anyways, somehow or another I ended up at Universal, which was attached to my school. I was over at Hulk, and Bobbie and Dee were there. I looked at my watch, and it was 7:54. Oh no! My class started at 8. Nobody would help me, so I stole a stroller or wheelbarrow or something and started riding it towards the building where my class was. I ended up getting stuck riding the Dueling Dragons on the way there. Somebody there was giving a lecture to somebody else about the ride, using a computer simulation. The cars didn't run like they really do; both cars ran on opposite sides of the same track. The lecturer was talking about how you wouldn't want to run one of the cars upside down, because the spikes on its back would damage the track. He demonstrated on the simulation by running two Fire Dragons on the same track, with one of them upside down.
I don't know if I ever made it to class.

Fri, 14 Jan 2005 12:14:16 GMT

So I had this dream last night, and once again I can't remember most of it... but at least it didn't all disappear as soon as I woke up.

The most important thing, I think, is this: there was a murder. I don't know if it was a friend of mine or just someone my friends and I were going to meet, but we went by the girl's house to talk to her, and we found her mom instead, who said the girl had been murdered. "We" being me and rosegoddess84, who for some reason has been showing up in my dreams a lot lately.
At one point in the dream I was at work (which has also been a recurring theme lately... imagine that!) Apparently Joseph was severely depressed; like he had serious problems at home. He was being abused or something. I think Dee ended up making him another one of her adopted "kids".
Oh, and the last thing... I dreamt that sweet_minuet was supposed to sleep over at my house, and apparently I was considering making some kind of move on her while she was there. Somehow she had given me the impression that she would take me up on it. God, I'm such a slut. :P

Edit: Oh, and I remember something about having to go to the Osceola campus for a class or something. Imagine that - - I've got an orientation there tomorrow!

Fri, 14 Jan 2005 04:23:26 GMT

Hmm. Dunno if this counts as a dream... it was more of an odd little vision.
Some background on this: I spent a while tonight looking for cash, of which I seem to have none. Like, I have some change, but I had no dollar bills whatsoever. Kind of a bummer. So anyways...
I sat down to meditate, and I dunno if I dozed off or what, but I started seeing all these weird things. The first part was lucid, and I was thinking about being up in the sky and the clouds. I envision that a lot when I meditate... fluffy clouds and blue sky. It helps me clear my mind. Except, for some reason, this time I was picturing the night sky instead. And I physically started to feel really cold, so I stopped. I let my mind sort of wander, and I started dreaming this really weird stuff... I can't remember most of it (it just sort of disappeared when I "woke up"), but I do remember lots of people from work being there. I know Mama Dee was there, giving people orders. Not in a mean way, just being all... managerial. Though I think this may have been taking place in Lost Continent. The weirdest part, though, was what Julia did. She was pointing something out to me, trying to get me to see something... turns out she was pointing out some money I had stashed away.
So I woke up and realized that I DID indeed have money stashed in that spot that I had completely forgotten about.
I wish all my dreams were that helpful.

Thu, 13 Jan 2005 13:49:26 GMT

So I know I had a bunch of weird dreams last night, but I couldn't remember ANY of them when I woke up. I was flipping through a book after I woke up, and saw an old woodcut picture of Hades (well, specifically, Hades abducting Persephone), and I remembered a tiny bit.
There was a giant (and I'm talking, like, 20 feet tall) who had a sword and scabbard. I think he must've had a beard too, because the picture of Hades reminded me of him. At one point I was walking around with his sword, and at another point I was holding the scabbard. One of my guy friends was with me, talking to the giant too, but I can't remember who it was. ARGH, I can't remember the rest of the dream!

Wed, 12 Jan 2005 12:20:03 GMT

Had lots of interesting dreams last night, but I can only remember a couple things.

I dreamt that rosegoddess84 got married. She was really happy, so everybody was happy for her. I think I went to the wedding, which was out of town.

I dreamt about flipping through a magazine that had a photo of five Indian women sitting next to each other, facing the camera. They were all smiling and eating vegetarian food. It was stuck in all their teeth, too. The one on the far right was eating something that appeared to be big spinach leaves, and the one next to her was eating something that looked like hummus. The second one from the left was weird, though - - it was an Indian woman with very short, almost buzz-cut hair, but the magazine had superimposed Princess Diana's face onto the head. It was all for some kind of fashion/beauty thing, focusing on their hairstyles. One of the women was Sakina from work.
There was also a drawing on the side of six different heads, kind of cartoonish, arranged in a 2 x 3 array. They were all white (like white-white-white) except for the lower left one, which had an Indian complexion. Again, there was focus on hairstyles.

That's all I remember so far...

Thu, 06 Jan 2005 14:33:06 GMT

Had a dream last night about two of my teeth falling out. I could taste blood in my mouth, and it felt very uncomfortable when I poked my tongue into the spot where they had come out, but there was no blood or tissue on the teeth; it was pretty clean. They were big, flat, squarish teeth, like the kind designed for chewing up plant matter. They were both from the top right side of my mouth; one from towards the back, and one from towards the front.
Also in that same dream, yukihoshino and I were taking the same class, and we had both put our final projects off till the last minute. Except we were doing our final projects at the very beginning of the semester. We were going to do them the night before they were due, but we forgot, and were trying to figure out if we could finish them the morning before class. My report was on something about hookers or strippers or cabaret dancers or something like that.
One weird thing about the teeth that fell out - - the more time they spent outside my mouth, the more they began to decay and crumble. They were just disintegrating over time. First the back one fell out, and by the time the front one fell out, the other was beginning to become very thin, so if you tapped it it would crumble.

An addendum to the last dream entry - - I remembered a couple snippets after that post. One was that I started my period, which was weird because it wasn't due for another two weeks (which is true). Another thing is that I was parking someplace, I locked my car, and checked the handle to make sure it was locked. Well, it wasn't locked, but somehow the alarm had set itself already, so I had to scramble for my keys so I could stop the alarm that was going off. That actually happened a couple weeks ago at Yulefest >_< Except this dream seemed like it was in the Wardrobe parking lot, around where I usually park. And my mom was there.

Mon, 03 Jan 2005 14:07:17 GMT

Dreams last night were all about WORK.
At first it was the Hulk. I was on the floor flagging, and I kept having to fuss at people for making obscene gestures. Also, we sold food at the Hulk, so above the monitors we had displays of chicken and fries and junk like that in styrofoam boxes.
lineaalba was looking for a new job, and for some reason she wanted to work over at the henna shop. And I was like, "No, you don't!"
I remember driving around at night at some point. I think I went to the mall. Don't remember exactly, but I parked somewhere that looked a lot like a mall parking lot at night.
Later I went to work at the henna shop. Aside from the Sinbad shop and the Mummy shop, we also had a shop tucked waaaaay back in Jurassic Park. It was a really stupid location for a shop, because it was way back where nobody could see it at all. It was really just a couple of us (that is, an artist and a psychic) sitting at a card table. There was another shop too, though I don't remember where it was.
So me & this psychic are sitting there talking, and ashtarrose comes by. She was being really stupid about stuff for some reason. She had a headache, and the other psychic happened to have with her one of those little packets of headache pills that the Health Services guys give out. Two pills, both really big. I dunno how Rose dry-swallowed them, but she did. Both of them. And we were both like, "Um, why did you do that?" And she's like "I dunno. Just because." And the package was all like "DON'T TAKE MORE THAN ONE." Whatever.
Then the next day stoney831 slept over at the house for some reason. He slept in my room, I was either on the sofa or the spare room. We woke up in the morning (dunno if we were going out together or going to work) and he went to get in the shower. I was going to sneak in there to see him, but when I finally did he had already gotten out and gone to the spare room to get dressed. I was disappointed. The room was steamy.

Mon, 03 Jan 2005 03:57:57 GMT

Last night's dream was kind of gross-scary-weird.
This little monster was chasing me... if you ever saw the movie 'The Langoliers', it looked a LOT like one of those things. It moved the same way - - just sort of floaty. And it liked to bite and eat flesh, though apparently it couldn't gnaw its way out of trashcans and drawers and boxes and stuff.
It didn't look exactly like it, though. Its body was shaped a lot like a walnut shell, though bigger (like if you put both my fists together, it would be about that big), grayer, and hard like a seashell. In fact, it was kind of hooked together like a bivalve. It had sharp, sharp teeth that were kind of scary (especially because it wanted to eat ME). This was the weirdest thing, though - - it was full of shit. Like, literally. Its body was a hollow shell, and it had no organs; it was just full of light-coloured, creamy feces. The smell wasn't as pungent as it should have been, but it was fucking gross.
So this thing kept following me around everywhere I went, trying to eat me. Eventually it was more gross and annoying than scary, because I realized that I could just hide it in one of the aforementioned things (trashcan, desk drawer, whatever) and it couldn't get out. If somebody opened the container, the monster would get all floaty and come after me again. I could have grabbed it and killed it, I guess, but it was just too gross to touch!
Somebody else finally went "Oh, HERE!" and grabbed it and broke its shell. I guess it died when they did that. I was kind of curious, so I took it to the sink and started rinsing all the shit out of the shell. The inside of the shell had kind of a soft lining, like if you could cut a mango in half and scoop out the seed. The inside was white with these fine blue vein-like things running all underneath the flesh, close enough to the surface that it looked like varicose veins or something. Its teeth were on two sets of dental plates, one on top & one on bottom. If you dug around, you could detach these plates, and they were made of this very hard cartilege that was almost like plastic.
It was all very strange.

Fri, 31 Dec 2004 15:10:06 GMT

I'm so very close to remembering my dreams from last night.. there was a whole long dream, but I can only remember a couple particular images.
I remember reading this Lady Death comic book that was drawn by Jim Balent. It had this character that looked a lot like Raven Hex, but her costume had more skulls on it, and she didn't have pupils. It was a giant-sized comic too; like 1' x 2' cover size.

And for some reason I woke up with this Blondie song stuck in my head.

Thu, 30 Dec 2004 15:19:45 GMT

Argh! I had this really long dream last night but I can't remember most of it.
I remember living in my own apartment, in a big city by the water. It looked a lot like the city part of Universal Studios, but not exactly.
I was living on the mainland, but I worked on this secret tropical island. I remember there being red Jetsams on the island (or maybe that was just their logo).
I remember going to a gas station.
I remember my cell phone ringing a lot.
That's it. Argh!

Wed, 29 Dec 2004 15:47:08 GMT

Hurm. So far I can't remember what I dreamt last night; I'm gonna try to remember while I'm at work today.
As far as the night before last, I can only remember snippets; I don't remember what order they go in, so I'll put them in the order I remembered them.
In one part, this girl was trying to get me to make out with her O_o It was one of those things like "Um, yeah, I have a boyfriend, so I don't think I should be doing tha--MMPH!" as she kind of forced herself upon me. She wasn't bad-looking (though I can't remember anything other than she had pale skin and short dark hair), but, still... I'm involved, y'know? So... no.
Another thing I remember was talking to somebody (it was a guy, though I don't remember who) who was holding something... this something had either folds or sheets, like a sandwich or a folded-up tissue... it could have been either one of those, really. All of a sudden he says "Hey, I see something that looks like a cockroach antenna!" He didn't seem very concerned, just amused. The antenna was followed by another, and then a little (like maybe an inch long) cockroach was trying to force its way out of the tissue (or sandwich or whatever). It was really gross, because it kind of came out of nowhere. I think it started to crawl onto the guy's hand, and he still wasn't worried.
The last thing I remember was overhearing somebody's conversation about wrapping paper. They were talking and laughing about what an utter rip-off the wrapping paper at the Dollar Tree was. I was kind of curious why, because I bought a bunch of Care Bears and Spider-Man wrapping paper there the other night. (Which I actually did; I didn't just dream that.) I was about to interject myself into the conversation and find out why, but I don't remember if I did or not.

Mon, 27 Dec 2004 15:27:34 GMT

Wow... so I just had this crazy-ass dream while I was napping on the sofa. I've already forgotten a lot of it.
Now, keep in mind that this was one of those dreams that kept contradicting itself. Characters, perspectives, and memories kept changing, so it's a little hard to follow. Bear with me.
I think me & Adam had bought a new house, and a bunch of my friends had come over to help decorate it. It was a big house, and pretty cool, but I think it was haunted. It had exact same atmosphere as the house from 'The Grudge', but I don't actually remember the scary Grudge lady being in it.
I'm a bit frustrated about this, but I can't remember a lot of the first part of the dream. I'm frustrated because it was very interesting. I think I remember something about tarot cards, but I'm not positive. I might be mixing up memories of stuff I did right before I went to sleep.
Anyways. Stuff I DO remember about the dream.
Like I said, some friends had been over earlier, but they & Adam had gone out to go get something, so I was alone in the house. The bathroom was very dark, with tiled floors & ceilings. Then I was Sailor Moon in the bathtub. (???) I needed to take a bath before Adam & my friends came back, because we were going to all go out to eat and I wanted to look nice. Then this weird, short old man with a gray beard and a black robe appeared. It was just like an episode of Sailor Moon (??) until he tried to sexually assault me. The next few parts of this scene were in frames, like a storyboard for a TV show. It was kind of disturbing.
After all that was over (I don't know how it ended, but I was myself again), I took out that bathtub and destroyed it, plastering (spackling?) over the hole in the wall where it had been, making it all smooth as if it had never been there. I was glad it was gone because there were too many bad memories about it, but I was also kind of disappointed because I had spent a lot of time in that tub as a kid, pretending to be Bugs Bunny. (Again, WTF? It was a new house for us, and... Bugs Bunny?) Around this time, Adam got home with my friends. He was kind of upset that the tub was gone too, and now those memories were his, not mine, which is why he was upset.
Before we went out to eat, my friends helped me decorate one of the empty rooms. This room was also tiled, floor-to-ceiling, with white tiles, though it was well-lit with big windows. It was a long room, connected to the kitchen by a door on one end and connected to the entranceway by a door way down at the other end. The doors were perpendicular to the end-walls of the room, on the north side (I think), and the door to the entranceway was in sort of a niche. The room had sort of a corner in the middle of the north wall, kind of like it had levels. You know, like this:
__________|----------
And on the east side of the north wall, my friends and I were painting a big (floor-to-ceiling), multi-coloured mural of a five-dollar bill. It was multi-coloured in that, when we got tired of colouring one section, we would just grab a different colour and pick up where we left off. We were using these giant markers... like the skinny ones you buy at the dollar store, except BIG. Like big enough to reach the ceiling, and fat enough to use both arms to hold them. And there were little slots along the base of the wall where we clicked the markers into place when we weren't using them. 'Course, since a lot of them were clicked into place, we weren't able to paint some sections of the wall till we moved them. We figured we'd just get to those later. Abraham Lincoln's face was covered up in such a way, but we _did_ colour the happy policeman that was in the top left corner of the bill. He was smiling and looking up at the skies. We thought the way he was looking was very humorous.
I think we were colouring the rest of the walls too. I wanted to make the room my meditation room, but I was wondering if there might be too much traffic to it, having two doors and all.
When we finally decided to take a break, we got ready to leave to go to Universal. I was mostly wearing the same clothes I am now (my current henna costume... blue & purple broom skirt and black, long-sleeved lace-up shirt), and I had this funny scotch-tape-and-paper-clip ankh-and-pentegram necklace hanging around my neck. One of the guy friends with us (it might have been shiakun but I'm not positive thought I should take it off for going out to eat. Not because it was extremely ghetto (which it was), but because Universal might have a problem with me wearing something pagany. And I got all up in his face (not actually mad, just jokingly mad), like "You know what?! Do you see me wearing a nametag? No! I'm not going to work, so I don't care what they think!" And then we went out to eat.
Then I sort of half woke up, and I thought the Sweetie was walking past me riding on Honey's back, and she was brushing against me with her tail. Turned out it was just my brother poking me to wake me up 'cause I asked them to wake me up at 10 AM.

Mon, 27 Dec 2004 13:05:53 GMT

I don't remember what I dreamt last night, but I remember a little snippet from the night before last. I was doing henna at Universal, and I had two bottles with me: the one I use at Universal, and the one I use outside of Universal (this one is actually a fabric paint bottle that I refilled with henna, and I use my own henna recipe instead of Conneah's). I had a henna to do, and I accidentally picked up my non-Starsouls bottle. I was like, "Oops, I can't use that one here." So I picked up the other one and used it.
That's all I remember...

Look! Christopher Walken!

Sun, 26 Dec 2004 00:10:55 GMT

So I had this dream several nights ago. Unfortunately, I lost a lot of it by now, but I'm going to write what I can remember.
So I went to the flea market with my parents (though by the end of the dream it was no longer my parents but a couple of my girlfriends. Possibly yukihoshino and rosegoddess84? Dunno). So we're walking around, and I went off on my own. I was wearing one of my button-up workshirts (in fact, I think it was the same one I'm wearing now... my Volkswagen workshirt). I'm walking down one of the aisles (the aisles ran perpendicular to the ones at the flea market I normally go to... it was like some weird alternate-universe flea market... it was a lot grassier too) and CHRISTOPHER WALKEN had a flea market booth. Under a little tent and everything. He had hats and t-shirts and underwear. He had this one big, purple sequined top hat that was just like one he wore in a movie (??). I was like "OMG! CHRISTOPHER WALKEN! Nobody will ever believe this, so I've got to go get my camera!" So I bought a purple lacy bra from him, put it on (I was wearing it under my overshirt, which I left unbuttoned after I put the new bra on) and ran to my car to get my camera, then came back. I got somebody else to take a picture of me & Chris, and I was totally GLOMPING him, all "Yay!" He has these funny reindeer slippers on. (Like bunny slippers, but reindeer instead. And at one point, instead of being on his feet, they were stuck in his back pants pockets.) And while I was glomping him and somebody was taking the photo, he grabbed my ass. I was surprised, and not really sure how to feel about it. I guess I was okay with it, because he's extremely hot in a weird, creepy sort of way. Kind of like the Director. XD We took one more photo, and then my friends I had been with earlier stopped by the booth, but they didn't notice me. Now, this next part... there is no way I can accurately convey how FUNNY this part was. You really had to be there. But here goes. When I noticed my friends, I stood behind Chris and spun him around to face them. Here's how it went.

Me: Hey, guys! Christopher Walken! *spins him around suddenly*
Friends: AAAAAH! *scream in terror*

HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. XD
So when I woke up from this dream, I told Adam about it. And I asked him, "So, if Christopher Walken grabbed my ass at a flea market, would you get upset?"
He was like, "No, I guess not, he's just a dirty old man anyways."
"Okay. Would you get upset if I grabbed his too?"
"No, I guess not."
"Good, 'cause I did." XD