T R A N S P S Y C H O P L E A S U R E
I've been really tired lately, and I don't know why. I've been getting plenty of sleep and all; I hope I'm not getting sick. In fact, on Thursday, I fell asleep on the couch at about 8:30 (missed Crumbs, too) and woke up a bit after five. It was horrible.
My sister's going to do one of my pictures with me, seeing as how we didn't do Christmas pictures and all. I'll be sure to give a picture to those who want one (if I've got them). I just hope that Mitzie behaves, although she'll probably be too disoriented from the car ride (she drools all over herself whenever she goes for a ride).
I had the weirdest dream last night. It started off with me and a bunch of friends (I specifically recall Josh, Shawna, and Ally) at some sort of military base, and we blew a bunch of shit up on some secret mission. We then booked out of there after hotwiring a van, arriving at school during lunch. The people manning the bookstore were being bitchier than usual, what with their throwing of candy bars at me; it was actually a fairly neat dream up until this point. However, just as I was retrieving my fallen candy from the ground, I was suddenly yanked over to that one bench that sits across from the bookstore, by none other than Cupcakes. He started hitting on me hardcore and nuzzling me; meanwhile, I leaned over as far as possible with a horrified look upon my face. I was literally saved by the bell when I had to report for Alice rehearsals, which, oddly enough, took place in the auditorium that now replaced the entire second floor (thus being the only instance of fucked up architecture of a real place in this particular dream). Rehearsals seemed to involve Rocky & Bullwinkle, for some odd reason.
I think this play is screwing with me.
And my keyboard has been screwing up lately, what with its newfound inability to distinguish between CAPS and no caps, necessitating me deleting a good amount of my sentence to erase the effect. I imagine the batteries need to be replaced.
EDIT: What the hell is this?!
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
LevelScorePurgatory (Repenting Believers)Very LowLevel 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)LowLevel 2 (Lustful)LowLevel 3 (Gluttonous)ModerateLevel 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)ModerateLevel 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)ModerateLevel 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)HighLevel 7 (Violent)ModerateLevel 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)HighLevel 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)Moderate
Take the Dante's Divine Comedy Inferno Test
Moderates and Lows?! No Very Highs or Extremes or anything?! I'm losing my touch!
My sister's going to do one of my pictures with me, seeing as how we didn't do Christmas pictures and all. I'll be sure to give a picture to those who want one (if I've got them). I just hope that Mitzie behaves, although she'll probably be too disoriented from the car ride (she drools all over herself whenever she goes for a ride).
I had the weirdest dream last night. It started off with me and a bunch of friends (I specifically recall Josh, Shawna, and Ally) at some sort of military base, and we blew a bunch of shit up on some secret mission. We then booked out of there after hotwiring a van, arriving at school during lunch. The people manning the bookstore were being bitchier than usual, what with their throwing of candy bars at me; it was actually a fairly neat dream up until this point. However, just as I was retrieving my fallen candy from the ground, I was suddenly yanked over to that one bench that sits across from the bookstore, by none other than Cupcakes. He started hitting on me hardcore and nuzzling me; meanwhile, I leaned over as far as possible with a horrified look upon my face. I was literally saved by the bell when I had to report for Alice rehearsals, which, oddly enough, took place in the auditorium that now replaced the entire second floor (thus being the only instance of fucked up architecture of a real place in this particular dream). Rehearsals seemed to involve Rocky & Bullwinkle, for some odd reason.
I think this play is screwing with me.
And my keyboard has been screwing up lately, what with its newfound inability to distinguish between CAPS and no caps, necessitating me deleting a good amount of my sentence to erase the effect. I imagine the batteries need to be replaced.
EDIT: What the hell is this?!
The Dante's Inferno Test has banished you to the Sixth Level of Hell - The City of Dis!
Here is how you matched up against all the levels:
LevelScorePurgatory (Repenting Believers)Very LowLevel 1 - Limbo (Virtuous Non-Believers)LowLevel 2 (Lustful)LowLevel 3 (Gluttonous)ModerateLevel 4 (Prodigal and Avaricious)ModerateLevel 5 (Wrathful and Gloomy)ModerateLevel 6 - The City of Dis (Heretics)HighLevel 7 (Violent)ModerateLevel 8- the Malebolge (Fraudulent, Malicious, Panderers)HighLevel 9 - Cocytus (Treacherous)Moderate
Take the Dante's Divine Comedy Inferno Test
Moderates and Lows?! No Very Highs or Extremes or anything?! I'm losing my touch!