dreams.
So I am having extremely weird and detailed (and long!) dreams lately. Yesterday afternoon I dreamt that I was in a park playing Yoshi's Island for Super Nintendo (?) but I was playing it with a Guitar Hero guitar controller. Anyways I was doing this while swinging on the swings, and I heard someone call my name, but I was also listening to headphones so I pretended not to hear. When I looked up there were gangstas surrounding me with guns pointed at my head, so I ran like hell into the arms of an awaiting police officer. Oh yeah and Amie was there. Not too sure what she was doing.
Then later I dreamt that Miranda and I were sitting on my bed at my grandma's house, and we were mad because we didn't have any weed or other drugs. So we decided to crush up all of my Paxil and smoke and snort it. hahaha. Then my dad came down and wanted to take Nikkie (the dog) for a walk in some random forest-y area. So we did, and I was tripping out hardcore, like I could barely walk and was on the brink of death, because of these drugs I did. My dad had to call the police and they came to get me and took me to rehab because they thought I was addicted to angel dust. Rehab was a very detailed place with lots of fucked up people. I made one friend there and together we had to dodge the advances of really gross old men (it was a combination rehab/psych ward). Then in the cafeteria some of the girls decided to make a rehab "strip club" and everyone went up to take a turn, even the very unattractive girls, and the men. Except I was too afraid, so I went to the fancy rehab diner and had dinner with my aunt.
...I wonder what this means. Well, I know that it means I go to Centerfolds too much, that's for sure. I LOVE fucked up dreams like that though. It kind of makes me want to go to sleep, just so I can dream. How poetic.
In further news, while I was walking to work today (all the way across the street), I tripped on a curb and fell HARD on my knees on the pavement. There's a HUGE scrape on my knee, bigger than any I ever had when I was a kid that seemed to bleed buckets for hours. And below that is a big fucking deep gash, it has to be a few centimetres deep, and the skin is just peeling off. I also ruined my jeans. And it still hurts. Wahhh. I felt like a five year old. But seriously...I'm such a fuckin klutz!
Well, there's nothing to do here at work so I guess I'll practise some Spanish!
Then later I dreamt that Miranda and I were sitting on my bed at my grandma's house, and we were mad because we didn't have any weed or other drugs. So we decided to crush up all of my Paxil and smoke and snort it. hahaha. Then my dad came down and wanted to take Nikkie (the dog) for a walk in some random forest-y area. So we did, and I was tripping out hardcore, like I could barely walk and was on the brink of death, because of these drugs I did. My dad had to call the police and they came to get me and took me to rehab because they thought I was addicted to angel dust. Rehab was a very detailed place with lots of fucked up people. I made one friend there and together we had to dodge the advances of really gross old men (it was a combination rehab/psych ward). Then in the cafeteria some of the girls decided to make a rehab "strip club" and everyone went up to take a turn, even the very unattractive girls, and the men. Except I was too afraid, so I went to the fancy rehab diner and had dinner with my aunt.
...I wonder what this means. Well, I know that it means I go to Centerfolds too much, that's for sure. I LOVE fucked up dreams like that though. It kind of makes me want to go to sleep, just so I can dream. How poetic.
In further news, while I was walking to work today (all the way across the street), I tripped on a curb and fell HARD on my knees on the pavement. There's a HUGE scrape on my knee, bigger than any I ever had when I was a kid that seemed to bleed buckets for hours. And below that is a big fucking deep gash, it has to be a few centimetres deep, and the skin is just peeling off. I also ruined my jeans. And it still hurts. Wahhh. I felt like a five year old. But seriously...I'm such a fuckin klutz!
Well, there's nothing to do here at work so I guess I'll practise some Spanish!