The Aftermath
Turns out this story has a happy ending! My car is ok. She does not need a new battery OR a new alternator, she just needed a little cleaning. Yay for my dad knowing what he's doing around cars.
I tell ya though, the stress of these last two days is killing me. Mani pedis and massages are DEFINITELY in order.
And in two days I get to see my bestest bestie ever. Yay!!!
And now to part two of this oh so entertaining post: LAST NIGHT'S DREAM
Ok, so, I don't know what it is about my dreams, but NONE of them are normal. I've got a dream journal on my computer that goes back about three years, and y'all, my dreams are FUCKED UP. This one was no exception, and as usual, I enjoyed the hell out of it.
I only recall it in blurry images and random moments of clarity, as dreams are wont to do. I was a Killjoy, and me and the other Killjoys got in a clash with some Dracs. Shit went down, and it got worse when we realized Korse was there. Blah blah blurry blurry blurry and then I was on my back in the dust and Korse was straddling my waist on his knees, pinning me down. He had two Dracs hold me while he tattooed "PROPERTY OF BLI INDUSTRIES" on the inside of my forearm, and then he just let me go.
The next thing I remember is riding back to the diner in the Trans Am and Fun Ghoul whacking me on the head going "Hey, look on the bright side. You said you wanted another tattoo!"
And then later, Poison and Ghoul were talking about how to deal with it, and I woke up when they had decided to just completely remove that patch of skin. Fun stuff.
I need to start keeping a journal of EXACTLY what I eat before I sleep.....
I tell ya though, the stress of these last two days is killing me. Mani pedis and massages are DEFINITELY in order.
And in two days I get to see my bestest bestie ever. Yay!!!
And now to part two of this oh so entertaining post: LAST NIGHT'S DREAM
Ok, so, I don't know what it is about my dreams, but NONE of them are normal. I've got a dream journal on my computer that goes back about three years, and y'all, my dreams are FUCKED UP. This one was no exception, and as usual, I enjoyed the hell out of it.
I only recall it in blurry images and random moments of clarity, as dreams are wont to do. I was a Killjoy, and me and the other Killjoys got in a clash with some Dracs. Shit went down, and it got worse when we realized Korse was there. Blah blah blurry blurry blurry and then I was on my back in the dust and Korse was straddling my waist on his knees, pinning me down. He had two Dracs hold me while he tattooed "PROPERTY OF BLI INDUSTRIES" on the inside of my forearm, and then he just let me go.
The next thing I remember is riding back to the diner in the Trans Am and Fun Ghoul whacking me on the head going "Hey, look on the bright side. You said you wanted another tattoo!"
And then later, Poison and Ghoul were talking about how to deal with it, and I woke up when they had decided to just completely remove that patch of skin. Fun stuff.
I need to start keeping a journal of EXACTLY what I eat before I sleep.....