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I hate nightmares.
I don't get them often. Normally, when I dream of pleasant things. Like the other night. Bam. Lucius Malfoy dream. It was delicious.
I know I've talked before about zombies scaring the living daylights out of me. It's one of my completely (hopefully completely D:) irrational fears.
You know what the other one is?
Dinosaurs.
People wonder why I refuse, point blank, to watch Jurassic Park. And it's because, to me, that movie is a more terrifying thriller than many of the other movies on the market. The only reason zombies are the bigger fear is that I can watch documentaries on dinosaurs and I'll be fine. If I see so much as a commercial for zombie video games, I get nightmares. D:
Last night's dream started out SO lovely. I got to pwn some of the assholes that made high school living hell for me. And then, when I was feeling good about myself, the tyrannosaurus rex came and started acting like the dictator. Except anybody who tried to flee got chased and eaten.
And then, the Utahraptors. For anybody who doesn't know their dinosaur, the Utahraptor is the Velociraptor's bigger, meaner cousin. In Jurassic Park, the Velociraptors pictured are actually Utahraptors, and were mistakenly cast as Velocis because, at the time the book was written, science hadn't proven that Velocis only got to be the size of a large dog, whereas Utahs got to be seven to nine feet tall. So yeah. Imagine trying to cram yourself, other women, and some AMAZINGLY slow as hell children (...and a wounded leopard. I don't know where this one came from) into a minivan and trying to outrun rampaging Utahraptors when the driver is a MORON.
That dream royally sucked. May I go back to dreaming about Lucius again? D:
I don't get them often. Normally, when I dream of pleasant things. Like the other night. Bam. Lucius Malfoy dream. It was delicious.
I know I've talked before about zombies scaring the living daylights out of me. It's one of my completely (hopefully completely D:) irrational fears.
You know what the other one is?
Dinosaurs.
People wonder why I refuse, point blank, to watch Jurassic Park. And it's because, to me, that movie is a more terrifying thriller than many of the other movies on the market. The only reason zombies are the bigger fear is that I can watch documentaries on dinosaurs and I'll be fine. If I see so much as a commercial for zombie video games, I get nightmares. D:
Last night's dream started out SO lovely. I got to pwn some of the assholes that made high school living hell for me. And then, when I was feeling good about myself, the tyrannosaurus rex came and started acting like the dictator. Except anybody who tried to flee got chased and eaten.
And then, the Utahraptors. For anybody who doesn't know their dinosaur, the Utahraptor is the Velociraptor's bigger, meaner cousin. In Jurassic Park, the Velociraptors pictured are actually Utahraptors, and were mistakenly cast as Velocis because, at the time the book was written, science hadn't proven that Velocis only got to be the size of a large dog, whereas Utahs got to be seven to nine feet tall. So yeah. Imagine trying to cram yourself, other women, and some AMAZINGLY slow as hell children (...and a wounded leopard. I don't know where this one came from) into a minivan and trying to outrun rampaging Utahraptors when the driver is a MORON.
That dream royally sucked. May I go back to dreaming about Lucius again? D: