I Mean... This Is Like 2 Weeks Worth of Stuff..........
Okay… had congress this past weekend… crazy weekend….. so much fun… so much work… so much tired. I have just tons and tons to write about.
One of my friends saw Watchmen… said it was awesome and a good retelling of the story. I so want to see it.
My shit roommate has overstepped the lines… I’m completely done with him… every time I see him I have to hold back from exploding on him…. and very much not in the good way… though this would feel very good. I just see him and am ready to kill. If he so much as missteps I will lose it…. but I’ll get to that later.
Also… I’ve started like entries in my journal and got distracted like 3 or 4 times in the past few weeks and never posted them… so I’m just adding them here for who knows what purpose…. because I wrote them and what the hey.
So….
So yeah…. another update…. my life got even more crazy hectic. Okay… not so much…. but I’m slightly annoyed and so am venting about it.
So…. drama of my life…. Adam the roommate I hate with a fiery passion…. always was in the living room taking the tv so I could never watched it. Well…. this week…. we got a tv for our room and I got my bed lofted to make more room and kind of a little cave place for my desk area where no sunlight can get in and piss me off. All should be good. Is it? No.
So… Adam is still always in the living room being loud and obnoxious and making me want to do murderous things to him. But now… marc is playing his PS3 all the time. I mean… he played it like twice last semester. Now that it’s in the room… oh God… always on it. So basically… this entire week.. I’ve had no tv and no PS2. Just full of sucky. I am angered.
Beyond that…. I mean I have so little free time during the week…. it’d be nice to use it occasionally. So…. I get out of class on Monday and Wednesday at 9:45. I hit the gym straight from there…. start my workout at approximately 10:15 including time to walk… mingle after class and change. I finish my workout at maybe 11:25. I get home and shower and it’s midnight. On Tuesday I probably leave my office a little earlier by maybe 30-45 minutes so it’s 11:15 -11:30 PM when I get out of the shower. I mean…. there goes all of my free time and night and everything. It’s a hectic crazy schedule which is why I’m so picky about getting to use my free time…. I don’t have much of it.
I mean… add to that the work load… part of why I’m staying at work until 9 PM on Tuesday. Like this week… I had two books to read for one class… 300 pages… that is some crazy reading. I got it done… and the books were good and all…. but that was a lot to do. And I haven’t even started doing papers yet. Two of the classes will start doing weekly papers… and both professors are hard graders…. so these are serious things… not things I can just do the night before. It’s the crazy shit. But I am enjoying it. I think this is going to be a good semester. I just can’t wait until I don’t live in this housing situation. I mean… I’ll have a housemate I think as a resident minister…. but who cares…. I’m pretty sure I get my own room…. so it’ll be all good. All I need.
I mean right now…. totally all over tons and I mean tons of porn for my screensaver…. my roommate is in the room and can see my screen if he looks. It’s just kinda awkward…. and I’d rather do this later when he’s sleeping…. but I’m bored and I just don’t care. John would tell me what I should be doing is playing Tsukihime…. which would be really good advice… maybe I should do that next…. after the pronz.
So dreams… this one was a while ago… but all of my dreams in the past month have been very vivid… so I remember them well. So I was at home and on AIM when Dan! IM’d me. He was telling me he wanted to send me an update on his life. He was going to post it on lj.. but he wanted me to see it first. I was all… okay. So he sends it and it’s this picture (similar to an image he had sent me the night before on some manga or thing). Instead now… it was a long list of a note from Lavvy about how he was getting back together with one of his ex’s… Kaz. I was all… What? Huh? So I IM’d him…. except I ended IM’ing Brett instead. But now it was him who was getting back together with Kaz… even though they’ve never met. So I kept trying to talk him out of it, no offense to Kaz, but that he’d been unhappy and down that road before. It was a weird dream. But still.. it was kinda fun.
However… this next dream was crazy awesome. So… I was this kid…. maybe like 16 years old. I was the son of a pretty important guy…. like the president or something or maybe a governor. I don’t think it was a president. However…. my parents had died, so I was alone and instead of inheriting the office like I should have (all of a sudden the US is a monarchy and titles are passed through inheritance). So I was in Philadelphia and other people I knew had taken over and kinda left me alive but out of the way. Well….. all of us were in this post apocalyptic world. All that was left of the city was in this large fenced in area. There were fires all over the place.. fires in trash cans. Outside the fence was like an ocean… lots of waves brushing up against the fence area but not getting through.
So…. we were all trapped in the fence area and had nowhere to go and didn’t know what was going on or what to do. The leaders were being cowardly and not getting anything accomplished. The water started to rise and was flooding one half of the fenced area. We were going to drown eventually. And the leaders were convinced we just had to stay in the fence area and the president would save us. I sat in the corner and fumed. Finally I decided to do something. I got a few people with me and we went down into the water’s edge to find a place where we could break through the fence. it was hard work… but we finally got out and left all of the people too afraid to move behind.
And behold… the world we were in was insane crazy. It will be hard to describe. It was like Moses and the splitting of the red sea… except times a thousand. All over the ocean that now stretched as far as the eye could see… there were walkways and paths… like streets. The water was up on the side… making it almost a maze like thing. You could see the sky above but water was walls on every side. How this was happing was that there were all of these machines that somehow magnetized the water and collected in the wall on one side. They were evenly spaced to be able to make the walkways. We could see these strange aliens operating or maintaining the machines. They were the ones who had apparently destroyed our world and been responsible for the apocalypse. They were the ones that were controlling the water and sending it against us to kill us. So from here it was just the end. We saw how overmatched we were. I was going to start some resistance… but I knew we’d all die. It was a fuckwin dream…. despite the horrible nightmare aspect.
YOUR REAL NAME:
Jason John Ostrom
2. WITNESS PROTECTION NAME:(mother and fathers middle names)
Seldon Ann
3. NASCAR NAME:(first name of your mother's dad, father's dad)
God… I don’t know my mother’s father’s name. I mean I never met him and he killed himself… so my mother doesn’t talk of him often. My other grandfather is Jack short for John.
4. STAR WARS NAME:(the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name)
Ostja
5. DETECTIVE NAME:(favorite color, favorite animal)
Black Wolverine
6. SOAP OPERA NAME:(middle name, town where you were born)
John Eastham
7. SUPERHERO NAME: (2nd fav color, fav drink, add "THE" to the beginning)
The Fuchsia Cosmopolitan….. could there be a better name?
8. FLY NAME:(first 2 letters of 1st name, last 2 letters of your last name)
Jaom
9. STREET NAME:(fav ice cream flavor, fav cookie)
Beehive White Chocolate Macadamia Nut
10. ROCK STAR NAME:(current pets name, current street name)
TJ LMU.. or from Milwaukee…. TJ North 22nd
11. PORN NAME: (1st pet, street you grew up on)
Camille Deer Hollow or Jenna Deer Hollow or Scruffy Deer Hollow.
12. YOUR GANGSTA NAME:(first 3 letters of real name plus izzle)
Jasizzle…. it says sizzle.
13. YOUR IRAQI NAME:(2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, first two letters of your middle name, last two letters of your first name then last three letters of your last name)
Atjoonrom
14. YOUR GOTH NAME:(black, and the name of one of your pets)
Black Jess.. or Black TJ… or if nicknames… Black Fur Burglar
15. STRIPPER NAME: (name of your fav perfume/cologne, fav candy)
Celine Peanut Butter Cup
So….. stuff to write about. I’m at work…. I should probably be doing other stuff… including school work… but whatever.
So yeah… my grandmother is out of intensive care. She had a procedure to prevent blood clots from going to her heart and killing her and is looking better… though still weak and not in great shape.
Because this was going on my mother called me 3 times in three days… and I called her on something she does every time we talk. She just goes on telling me about all of the compliments she receives. It drives me nuts… and I usually just ignore it…. but I was having a bad week and called her on it. And she got all upset… and I tried to diffuse it.. saying I just wanted to know why she thought she did it… or what might motivate her to do so….. and she was all…. I don’t think about those things. So I pressed her asking her why she doesn’t ever think about herself psychologically…. why she does things etc. I try and do it often… it’s helpful in understanding who I am and where I’m coming from. But yeah…. we moved on.
So the next night… I get a call from my mother... and she’s all frantic and upset and crying to me about how it was horrible for me to make her think of her past and make her go back there and how she hasn’t cried about these things for so long. I tried to ask about what… and she’s all dodgy and crap… I think she was abused as a kid. I’m sure my grandfather beat my grandmother….. probably often… and now I think he might have done things to my mother. I don’t know what…. but I think something at least bad enough to scar her this bad…. though she does scar easily. I don’t know… it’s upsetting.
I don’t want to make her talk about it.. I don’t want to force her out of it… I don’t want to cause her pain. However… I have a right to know where I come from. His genes run in my blood. I want to know what I might be capable of… what I need to watch for. I have a temper… I rarely have gotten violent.. but I have before. I need to know for me. I need to know more about my grandfather… what was wrong with him… what he had, was institutionalized for…. I just want to know where my family comes from. I’m torn… it sucks…. and I think my mother won’t talk to me now… I should probably call her… but the last thing I want to do is upset here even more while my grandmother is ill. Shit just sucks.
So… probably in relation to this….. Sunday night I had 5 nightmares… kept me up all night… it was the fun. I only remember 3 of them…. but they were fun… so here goes.
So… for the first dream I was at my Nana’s house except she wasn’t there… it was my other grandparents who hate me… my grampy and grammy…. and my aunts from the other side… plus my parents. They were all sitting on the porch in chairs around a deck table and talking. I was all on the ground outside of the deck and working with the fact that we were being stalked.
Down the street there was this guy that was stalking us and trying to kill us… I think me in particular. He was driving a large white SUV…. and parking into a driveway two houses down the street.. and he was doing it all natural like he lived there and was just coming home… but I knew he was the guy trying to kill me.
So.. I was trying to explain to my family that this guy was after us and we needed to get out and do something. So I was trying to move cars around in the driveway to make it look I wasn’t there and stuff… not sure how that was supposed to help… but in my dream it made perfect sense. So I was doing that… everyone else was ignoring me… and I was just watching the other guy move his car around in his driveway. We were all moving our cars at each other… the advanced way of watching and stalking each other.
So eventually I got out into the woods and started stalking him back… I was ready to take him out first. I was walking along the woods and saw him on a path. I jumped out behind him and leveled my gun at him just as he spun around and leveled his gun at me. We were at a stalemate…. so we broke apart and ran opposite directions before turning and coming at each other again… this time with swords and an axe.. I had the sword. We fought… and he chopped his axe into my shoulder… deep… I was in for it bad…. dying. He was gloating about how he’d gotten me…. but I slashed my swords and chopped deep into his leg and ripped the axe out of his hand and ran for it. He was limping and couldn’t catch up to me… so I got away. The end.
Okay… so I was in a total RPG kind of situation. I was with two girls, one a sorceress type and one a thief type. I was a dwarf. The fun twist… we were in a mall. Definitely the best place for searching for treasure and fighting monsters. So it’s night and all of the stores are closed. We break into this one store and wander into the dressing room. That’s when things start to go wrong. The thief disappears and we’re pretty sure she’s dead. She is. I go search on particular dressing room and get stuck there… then the sorceress goes down.. she puts up a huge fight and there are flashes of light… but she’s dead. So it’s just me.
I sneak out of the dressing room… totally terrified… apparently I’m a cowardly dwarf. Anyway… I see the bodies of both of my companions. I have no idea what killed them. Then I see them. There are two zombies…. slow and ambling but seemingly deadly.. they did just destroy my partners. So I make a run… diving under the legs of one of the zombies and out the broken window of the shop. The zombies chase me and I’m running scared. I keep looking behind me and they are not slowing or falling behind and my endurance is going to run out. So I try and find a store that’s open where I can hide… terrified that I’m going to die for sure. Thus ends another very happy dream. I could use less terror.
Okay… the next one was lighter… and odder. So…. I’m in my house in MA… and stuff’s happening. Not sure what it is… there are people wandering around outside… it’s weird. I just say whatever and stay inside. Eventually curiosity gets the better of me and then I wander outside. Apparently they’re filming gay porn. All over the place. Like there’s a scene going on in every direction I look… one on my front steps, one to the left side of the house, one down the drive way, one to the right side of the house, two in the back yard. It’s insane.
So they tell me I have to move to the left side of the house and I do. Apparently I was supposed to be in one of the scenes. They bring me to the guy I’m working with. He’s got a nice body and his face isn’t bad…. but I really didn’t sign up to be in a porn and all. So yeah… I kinda just say no thanks.
Then my boss is there. Jen grabs me by the arm and pulls me along because she’s got important stuff for me to do and crap. I remember no salient details of what she wanted… but it was big stuff and as she’s talking she’s dragging me through my front yard and all the trees and tree stumps and stuff to the road. I get to the road and there are tons of people and a giant stage with a huge JumboTron screen on it. This was the big thing I needed to see.
So….. what is this big thing. Adult Swim is announcing it’s new lineup. Yeah… there’s speakers and millions of fans and tv crews and all focused on this big JumboTron tv to hear the schedule. Except…. not only do they give us their new lineup… they’re also trying to take over the world. And everyone who was there watching the lineup introduction is instantly enslaved by them. Except for me. I’m alone and surrounded by minions of Adult Swim. I try and pretend I’m one of them and make a run for my house. But they can all tell I’m not one of them so they chase me through the porn actors as I try and get to my door. That’s the end. It was…. a ridiculous dream now that I’ve written it down. Adult Swim minions… oh lols.
So this last nightmare came this past week after congress and all its drama which I swear I will get to in the next few nights or this evening.
Well…. all of us congress folks were taking another trip to another conference. Abby and Richard and Jen and Me and Kelly and German were all there… except Kelly and German kinda faded into vague generic filler people. So yeah… we were at this conference and we were trying to get from where we got dropped off to our hotel. Except… we were going through a mall. Abby wanted to stop and get something from one of the stores… so we did. The rest wandered off into a different store and I stayed with Abby… she was at a comic book and action figure store. I was checking out action figures. There was an awesome one of the Blob that I really wanted too… and I took it off the hook and planned to buy it… but then was like… it’s too expensive and I put it back.
After that I wait for Abby. She’s in line, the first in line at the register… except there’s like 3 people behind her and all of them are blocking my view of her. So I wait and she takes a while… but eventually she turns around with her purchase… only it’s not her… it’s some other chick. Fuck. So I scramble around the store looking for her… she’s gone. I run out back into the mall and check out the other store and everywhere looking for anyone else… they all left without me. I finally see them very very far away and try and catch up, but eventually give up.
I kinda know the directions so I just follow them to get to the hotel. It takes me through the rest of the mall… through a huge parking garage… through a forest and up a hill to this area where there are like little condo/hotel rooms. They’re all alone in this forest looking so out of place and there’s maybe like 5 or 6 rooms total. It reminded me of the forest area in LAOI where Rinaldo has his shop. I find the one that’s for us and open the door. Abby and Jen and everyone else are all in the living room… it’s tiny and they’re all crammed into it. Richard is sitting on a chair naked with his back to me. I just look at the size of the room and want to scream… it’s ridiculously small and there are 6 of us. I go find one of the bedrooms and throw my stuff down and flop on the bed and scream as loud as I can to let the anger out. I’m just pissed as can be. I yell some more. That’s the end of that one. Anger and fear…. good themes for dreams… it’s like hmmm… could this be my massive anger and frustration with work and life bubbling over….. no…. not possible.
So yeah… there is lots of fun and crazy in these dreams and stuff. I have some updates on shitty roommate that make me want to kill him more… I have many updates on work and the drama I am helping to create as well as massive frustration with my boss…. and then there is tales of congress… which are hysterical and fun and all over the place. I shall get to those soon… I.. man I just am too tired to journal. Like I get home at midnight… and… I just have nothing left. I want to write.. I need to write to help as an outlet for all of my feelings… but I’m just too doggone tired. I need to fix that… enter SPRING BREAK!!!!!! WOOHOO BITCHES!!!!!
One of my friends saw Watchmen… said it was awesome and a good retelling of the story. I so want to see it.
My shit roommate has overstepped the lines… I’m completely done with him… every time I see him I have to hold back from exploding on him…. and very much not in the good way… though this would feel very good. I just see him and am ready to kill. If he so much as missteps I will lose it…. but I’ll get to that later.
Also… I’ve started like entries in my journal and got distracted like 3 or 4 times in the past few weeks and never posted them… so I’m just adding them here for who knows what purpose…. because I wrote them and what the hey.
So….
So yeah…. another update…. my life got even more crazy hectic. Okay… not so much…. but I’m slightly annoyed and so am venting about it.
So…. drama of my life…. Adam the roommate I hate with a fiery passion…. always was in the living room taking the tv so I could never watched it. Well…. this week…. we got a tv for our room and I got my bed lofted to make more room and kind of a little cave place for my desk area where no sunlight can get in and piss me off. All should be good. Is it? No.
So… Adam is still always in the living room being loud and obnoxious and making me want to do murderous things to him. But now… marc is playing his PS3 all the time. I mean… he played it like twice last semester. Now that it’s in the room… oh God… always on it. So basically… this entire week.. I’ve had no tv and no PS2. Just full of sucky. I am angered.
Beyond that…. I mean I have so little free time during the week…. it’d be nice to use it occasionally. So…. I get out of class on Monday and Wednesday at 9:45. I hit the gym straight from there…. start my workout at approximately 10:15 including time to walk… mingle after class and change. I finish my workout at maybe 11:25. I get home and shower and it’s midnight. On Tuesday I probably leave my office a little earlier by maybe 30-45 minutes so it’s 11:15 -11:30 PM when I get out of the shower. I mean…. there goes all of my free time and night and everything. It’s a hectic crazy schedule which is why I’m so picky about getting to use my free time…. I don’t have much of it.
I mean… add to that the work load… part of why I’m staying at work until 9 PM on Tuesday. Like this week… I had two books to read for one class… 300 pages… that is some crazy reading. I got it done… and the books were good and all…. but that was a lot to do. And I haven’t even started doing papers yet. Two of the classes will start doing weekly papers… and both professors are hard graders…. so these are serious things… not things I can just do the night before. It’s the crazy shit. But I am enjoying it. I think this is going to be a good semester. I just can’t wait until I don’t live in this housing situation. I mean… I’ll have a housemate I think as a resident minister…. but who cares…. I’m pretty sure I get my own room…. so it’ll be all good. All I need.
I mean right now…. totally all over tons and I mean tons of porn for my screensaver…. my roommate is in the room and can see my screen if he looks. It’s just kinda awkward…. and I’d rather do this later when he’s sleeping…. but I’m bored and I just don’t care. John would tell me what I should be doing is playing Tsukihime…. which would be really good advice… maybe I should do that next…. after the pronz.
So dreams… this one was a while ago… but all of my dreams in the past month have been very vivid… so I remember them well. So I was at home and on AIM when Dan! IM’d me. He was telling me he wanted to send me an update on his life. He was going to post it on lj.. but he wanted me to see it first. I was all… okay. So he sends it and it’s this picture (similar to an image he had sent me the night before on some manga or thing). Instead now… it was a long list of a note from Lavvy about how he was getting back together with one of his ex’s… Kaz. I was all… What? Huh? So I IM’d him…. except I ended IM’ing Brett instead. But now it was him who was getting back together with Kaz… even though they’ve never met. So I kept trying to talk him out of it, no offense to Kaz, but that he’d been unhappy and down that road before. It was a weird dream. But still.. it was kinda fun.
However… this next dream was crazy awesome. So… I was this kid…. maybe like 16 years old. I was the son of a pretty important guy…. like the president or something or maybe a governor. I don’t think it was a president. However…. my parents had died, so I was alone and instead of inheriting the office like I should have (all of a sudden the US is a monarchy and titles are passed through inheritance). So I was in Philadelphia and other people I knew had taken over and kinda left me alive but out of the way. Well….. all of us were in this post apocalyptic world. All that was left of the city was in this large fenced in area. There were fires all over the place.. fires in trash cans. Outside the fence was like an ocean… lots of waves brushing up against the fence area but not getting through.
So…. we were all trapped in the fence area and had nowhere to go and didn’t know what was going on or what to do. The leaders were being cowardly and not getting anything accomplished. The water started to rise and was flooding one half of the fenced area. We were going to drown eventually. And the leaders were convinced we just had to stay in the fence area and the president would save us. I sat in the corner and fumed. Finally I decided to do something. I got a few people with me and we went down into the water’s edge to find a place where we could break through the fence. it was hard work… but we finally got out and left all of the people too afraid to move behind.
And behold… the world we were in was insane crazy. It will be hard to describe. It was like Moses and the splitting of the red sea… except times a thousand. All over the ocean that now stretched as far as the eye could see… there were walkways and paths… like streets. The water was up on the side… making it almost a maze like thing. You could see the sky above but water was walls on every side. How this was happing was that there were all of these machines that somehow magnetized the water and collected in the wall on one side. They were evenly spaced to be able to make the walkways. We could see these strange aliens operating or maintaining the machines. They were the ones who had apparently destroyed our world and been responsible for the apocalypse. They were the ones that were controlling the water and sending it against us to kill us. So from here it was just the end. We saw how overmatched we were. I was going to start some resistance… but I knew we’d all die. It was a fuckwin dream…. despite the horrible nightmare aspect.
YOUR REAL NAME:
Jason John Ostrom
2. WITNESS PROTECTION NAME:(mother and fathers middle names)
Seldon Ann
3. NASCAR NAME:(first name of your mother's dad, father's dad)
God… I don’t know my mother’s father’s name. I mean I never met him and he killed himself… so my mother doesn’t talk of him often. My other grandfather is Jack short for John.
4. STAR WARS NAME:(the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 letters of your first name)
Ostja
5. DETECTIVE NAME:(favorite color, favorite animal)
Black Wolverine
6. SOAP OPERA NAME:(middle name, town where you were born)
John Eastham
7. SUPERHERO NAME: (2nd fav color, fav drink, add "THE" to the beginning)
The Fuchsia Cosmopolitan….. could there be a better name?
8. FLY NAME:(first 2 letters of 1st name, last 2 letters of your last name)
Jaom
9. STREET NAME:(fav ice cream flavor, fav cookie)
Beehive White Chocolate Macadamia Nut
10. ROCK STAR NAME:(current pets name, current street name)
TJ LMU.. or from Milwaukee…. TJ North 22nd
11. PORN NAME: (1st pet, street you grew up on)
Camille Deer Hollow or Jenna Deer Hollow or Scruffy Deer Hollow.
12. YOUR GANGSTA NAME:(first 3 letters of real name plus izzle)
Jasizzle…. it says sizzle.
13. YOUR IRAQI NAME:(2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, first two letters of your middle name, last two letters of your first name then last three letters of your last name)
Atjoonrom
14. YOUR GOTH NAME:(black, and the name of one of your pets)
Black Jess.. or Black TJ… or if nicknames… Black Fur Burglar
15. STRIPPER NAME: (name of your fav perfume/cologne, fav candy)
Celine Peanut Butter Cup
So….. stuff to write about. I’m at work…. I should probably be doing other stuff… including school work… but whatever.
So yeah… my grandmother is out of intensive care. She had a procedure to prevent blood clots from going to her heart and killing her and is looking better… though still weak and not in great shape.
Because this was going on my mother called me 3 times in three days… and I called her on something she does every time we talk. She just goes on telling me about all of the compliments she receives. It drives me nuts… and I usually just ignore it…. but I was having a bad week and called her on it. And she got all upset… and I tried to diffuse it.. saying I just wanted to know why she thought she did it… or what might motivate her to do so….. and she was all…. I don’t think about those things. So I pressed her asking her why she doesn’t ever think about herself psychologically…. why she does things etc. I try and do it often… it’s helpful in understanding who I am and where I’m coming from. But yeah…. we moved on.
So the next night… I get a call from my mother... and she’s all frantic and upset and crying to me about how it was horrible for me to make her think of her past and make her go back there and how she hasn’t cried about these things for so long. I tried to ask about what… and she’s all dodgy and crap… I think she was abused as a kid. I’m sure my grandfather beat my grandmother….. probably often… and now I think he might have done things to my mother. I don’t know what…. but I think something at least bad enough to scar her this bad…. though she does scar easily. I don’t know… it’s upsetting.
I don’t want to make her talk about it.. I don’t want to force her out of it… I don’t want to cause her pain. However… I have a right to know where I come from. His genes run in my blood. I want to know what I might be capable of… what I need to watch for. I have a temper… I rarely have gotten violent.. but I have before. I need to know for me. I need to know more about my grandfather… what was wrong with him… what he had, was institutionalized for…. I just want to know where my family comes from. I’m torn… it sucks…. and I think my mother won’t talk to me now… I should probably call her… but the last thing I want to do is upset here even more while my grandmother is ill. Shit just sucks.
So… probably in relation to this….. Sunday night I had 5 nightmares… kept me up all night… it was the fun. I only remember 3 of them…. but they were fun… so here goes.
So… for the first dream I was at my Nana’s house except she wasn’t there… it was my other grandparents who hate me… my grampy and grammy…. and my aunts from the other side… plus my parents. They were all sitting on the porch in chairs around a deck table and talking. I was all on the ground outside of the deck and working with the fact that we were being stalked.
Down the street there was this guy that was stalking us and trying to kill us… I think me in particular. He was driving a large white SUV…. and parking into a driveway two houses down the street.. and he was doing it all natural like he lived there and was just coming home… but I knew he was the guy trying to kill me.
So.. I was trying to explain to my family that this guy was after us and we needed to get out and do something. So I was trying to move cars around in the driveway to make it look I wasn’t there and stuff… not sure how that was supposed to help… but in my dream it made perfect sense. So I was doing that… everyone else was ignoring me… and I was just watching the other guy move his car around in his driveway. We were all moving our cars at each other… the advanced way of watching and stalking each other.
So eventually I got out into the woods and started stalking him back… I was ready to take him out first. I was walking along the woods and saw him on a path. I jumped out behind him and leveled my gun at him just as he spun around and leveled his gun at me. We were at a stalemate…. so we broke apart and ran opposite directions before turning and coming at each other again… this time with swords and an axe.. I had the sword. We fought… and he chopped his axe into my shoulder… deep… I was in for it bad…. dying. He was gloating about how he’d gotten me…. but I slashed my swords and chopped deep into his leg and ripped the axe out of his hand and ran for it. He was limping and couldn’t catch up to me… so I got away. The end.
Okay… so I was in a total RPG kind of situation. I was with two girls, one a sorceress type and one a thief type. I was a dwarf. The fun twist… we were in a mall. Definitely the best place for searching for treasure and fighting monsters. So it’s night and all of the stores are closed. We break into this one store and wander into the dressing room. That’s when things start to go wrong. The thief disappears and we’re pretty sure she’s dead. She is. I go search on particular dressing room and get stuck there… then the sorceress goes down.. she puts up a huge fight and there are flashes of light… but she’s dead. So it’s just me.
I sneak out of the dressing room… totally terrified… apparently I’m a cowardly dwarf. Anyway… I see the bodies of both of my companions. I have no idea what killed them. Then I see them. There are two zombies…. slow and ambling but seemingly deadly.. they did just destroy my partners. So I make a run… diving under the legs of one of the zombies and out the broken window of the shop. The zombies chase me and I’m running scared. I keep looking behind me and they are not slowing or falling behind and my endurance is going to run out. So I try and find a store that’s open where I can hide… terrified that I’m going to die for sure. Thus ends another very happy dream. I could use less terror.
Okay… the next one was lighter… and odder. So…. I’m in my house in MA… and stuff’s happening. Not sure what it is… there are people wandering around outside… it’s weird. I just say whatever and stay inside. Eventually curiosity gets the better of me and then I wander outside. Apparently they’re filming gay porn. All over the place. Like there’s a scene going on in every direction I look… one on my front steps, one to the left side of the house, one down the drive way, one to the right side of the house, two in the back yard. It’s insane.
So they tell me I have to move to the left side of the house and I do. Apparently I was supposed to be in one of the scenes. They bring me to the guy I’m working with. He’s got a nice body and his face isn’t bad…. but I really didn’t sign up to be in a porn and all. So yeah… I kinda just say no thanks.
Then my boss is there. Jen grabs me by the arm and pulls me along because she’s got important stuff for me to do and crap. I remember no salient details of what she wanted… but it was big stuff and as she’s talking she’s dragging me through my front yard and all the trees and tree stumps and stuff to the road. I get to the road and there are tons of people and a giant stage with a huge JumboTron screen on it. This was the big thing I needed to see.
So….. what is this big thing. Adult Swim is announcing it’s new lineup. Yeah… there’s speakers and millions of fans and tv crews and all focused on this big JumboTron tv to hear the schedule. Except…. not only do they give us their new lineup… they’re also trying to take over the world. And everyone who was there watching the lineup introduction is instantly enslaved by them. Except for me. I’m alone and surrounded by minions of Adult Swim. I try and pretend I’m one of them and make a run for my house. But they can all tell I’m not one of them so they chase me through the porn actors as I try and get to my door. That’s the end. It was…. a ridiculous dream now that I’ve written it down. Adult Swim minions… oh lols.
So this last nightmare came this past week after congress and all its drama which I swear I will get to in the next few nights or this evening.
Well…. all of us congress folks were taking another trip to another conference. Abby and Richard and Jen and Me and Kelly and German were all there… except Kelly and German kinda faded into vague generic filler people. So yeah… we were at this conference and we were trying to get from where we got dropped off to our hotel. Except… we were going through a mall. Abby wanted to stop and get something from one of the stores… so we did. The rest wandered off into a different store and I stayed with Abby… she was at a comic book and action figure store. I was checking out action figures. There was an awesome one of the Blob that I really wanted too… and I took it off the hook and planned to buy it… but then was like… it’s too expensive and I put it back.
After that I wait for Abby. She’s in line, the first in line at the register… except there’s like 3 people behind her and all of them are blocking my view of her. So I wait and she takes a while… but eventually she turns around with her purchase… only it’s not her… it’s some other chick. Fuck. So I scramble around the store looking for her… she’s gone. I run out back into the mall and check out the other store and everywhere looking for anyone else… they all left without me. I finally see them very very far away and try and catch up, but eventually give up.
I kinda know the directions so I just follow them to get to the hotel. It takes me through the rest of the mall… through a huge parking garage… through a forest and up a hill to this area where there are like little condo/hotel rooms. They’re all alone in this forest looking so out of place and there’s maybe like 5 or 6 rooms total. It reminded me of the forest area in LAOI where Rinaldo has his shop. I find the one that’s for us and open the door. Abby and Jen and everyone else are all in the living room… it’s tiny and they’re all crammed into it. Richard is sitting on a chair naked with his back to me. I just look at the size of the room and want to scream… it’s ridiculously small and there are 6 of us. I go find one of the bedrooms and throw my stuff down and flop on the bed and scream as loud as I can to let the anger out. I’m just pissed as can be. I yell some more. That’s the end of that one. Anger and fear…. good themes for dreams… it’s like hmmm… could this be my massive anger and frustration with work and life bubbling over….. no…. not possible.
So yeah… there is lots of fun and crazy in these dreams and stuff. I have some updates on shitty roommate that make me want to kill him more… I have many updates on work and the drama I am helping to create as well as massive frustration with my boss…. and then there is tales of congress… which are hysterical and fun and all over the place. I shall get to those soon… I.. man I just am too tired to journal. Like I get home at midnight… and… I just have nothing left. I want to write.. I need to write to help as an outlet for all of my feelings… but I’m just too doggone tired. I need to fix that… enter SPRING BREAK!!!!!! WOOHOO BITCHES!!!!!