nah, that really happened. it still makes me laugh.
my dreams have been bad lately. i had one last night of a blasted world, my backyard was covered in grass so dead and matted that it formed a hollow hill with stagnant water underneath; beta and i were going to crawl through an opening and swim but the water was just too gross and a ferret scurried between my legs.
and in a second dream, i was in this sunken octagonal room, like an elevator shaft with a door about 6 feet up that i couldn’t really get to. the walls were covered with drawers about two inches high and a foot or so wide, similar to what you see in a european pharmacy, and someone (i?) pulled out one drawer, or one opened anyway, and all these little insects, black and shiny and with many legs and about a quarter of an inch long, came swarming out, and ate me, Mummy/scarab style. or they would’ve, but i woke up going, “what is it with my dreams?” i had another one recently where i killed two flaky guys and woke up wondering how to keep my father from finding out.
Wow. Even though it’s all peach and fluffy and whatnot, the dream symbol thingy at Swoon.com gives interesting feedback about wackiness such as that episode.
So what kind of fight were these nuns having? Screaming match? Knock down, drag out?
And then you woke up?
nah, that really happened. it still makes me laugh.
my dreams have been bad lately. i had one last night of a blasted world, my backyard was covered in grass so dead and matted that it formed a hollow hill with stagnant water underneath; beta and i were going to crawl through an opening and swim but the water was just too gross and a ferret scurried between my legs.
and in a second dream, i was in this sunken octagonal room, like an elevator shaft with a door about 6 feet up that i couldn’t really get to. the walls were covered with drawers about two inches high and a foot or so wide, similar to what you see in a european pharmacy, and someone (i?) pulled out one drawer, or one opened anyway, and all these little insects, black and shiny and with many legs and about a quarter of an inch long, came swarming out, and ate me, Mummy/scarab style. or they would’ve, but i woke up going, “what is it with my dreams?” i had another one recently where i killed two flaky guys and woke up wondering how to keep my father from finding out.
Wow. Even though it’s all peach and fluffy and whatnot, the dream symbol thingy at Swoon.com gives interesting feedback about wackiness such as that episode.
So what kind of fight were these nuns having? Screaming match? Knock down, drag out?