Loves Kevin Spacey, oh my GOD.
I just saw Amanda's comment on my LJ and was overwhelmed with memories from us finding that perfect Kevvie picture and turning it into an LJ icon. For that is what he is to Miss Manda Brown-Brown-Brown. An icon.
Anyways, I had a dream last night while I slept on the couch. It was really long and complicated but I think I only remember the second half of Act One, and then all of Act Two. I wrote Charles an email about it that went:
I had the craziest dream with you in it last night. First of all, I was in the Caribbean. But it was some sort of crazy/busy pirate island like in the movie, where it's just total chaos. And I THINK Danny Bailo was there, but I'm not sure, and there was some other chick we know but I forgot who it was supposed to be already. And we were drunk and you owned a shrimp fishing boat that had no bottom so you could stick your feet in the sea (flintstone style) when you were moving. And I sat there with a sheer piece of cloth and raked in all these shrimp and told you it was the first time I had ever seen a shrimp in the wild before. We didn't know each other, either. I tried to touch the shrimp with my toes but they didn't feel like anything. And I was homeless but slept on the top of some saloon or something with a bunch of other homeless people who weren't really totally homeless, they just didn't have a home there.
Then all of a sudden it was like I woke up from that dream and I was in your driveway with you and Alex. It seems like we were playing basketball but I know it had to have been some sort of weird Weiss-ball thing because you had a candlestick. And Megan was there but she was out-of-her-mind drunk and just wandering around through us. And it was broad daylight. Then all of a sudden someone shot a gun into the air and Alex got in a car and Megan got in her car and you sat there with me playing Weiss-ball while they drove around drunk. They didn't go very far at all, but they went fast, and they were cruising through everyone's yards in your immediate area. And I was explaining to you about this dream, while they were cruising, and then your mom came out and said something like "What in the hell do they think they're doing?!" talking about Megan and Alex. And I remember feeling guilty and responsible for them driving because I had given them the rum from the Caribbean I brought back with me, that had shrimp in it. And then I remember being confused because I had just told you that the Caribbean was a dream, and when I couldn't remember anymore if it was a dream or it wasn't, that's when I woke up for real.
Patrick Swan likes Kevin Spacey, I thought that was silly. He asked me last night if I had a boyfriend.
Frank said he doesn't approve of Patrick Swan, and followed it in the same breath with "Not like you need my approval anyway."
I'm pretty nervous about school starting up. I don't really have much free time and I'd like to get a lot of things done. I'm not very prepared but then again I've always procrastinated. So let me get through everything I need to get through in these three days I have off in a row this week.
I just saw Fabi's post-it on our printer, the one with the stick figure jabbing the other stick figure in the eye and smiling with "Life is pain" written above it. Below he wrote "2, 3, 11, 5, 6, 8" in his German handwriting.
Oh which reminds me of playing BUZZFUCK at Chel and Justin's this weekend. Jana and I had a blast going out there, although I was minorly crabby in the beginning. We got out there a little after 10pm and started the trek back at 4am. Um, I almost fell asleep I swear to god, I was so happy I had Jana. We sang the whole way, too. We started with Chicago, then moved on to Amy's Country Mix (from FOREVER ago) and then the Walk the Line soundtrack, for a minute, before reverting to a ska mixed cd I think Sabine made for her, then The Strokes Is This It, then finally Ben Folds, which reminds us most of us because I discovered that CD while I was driving her to and from school everyday and I really never allowed a different CD in the Racecar during that time. Except for maybe Propaghandi.
Life is actually pretty good right now. Certain German's could make it better, but right now I would feel guilty if I were to complain.
In fifty years or so it's gonna change, you know. But, oh, it's heaven nowadays...
Anyways, I had a dream last night while I slept on the couch. It was really long and complicated but I think I only remember the second half of Act One, and then all of Act Two. I wrote Charles an email about it that went:
I had the craziest dream with you in it last night. First of all, I was in the Caribbean. But it was some sort of crazy/busy pirate island like in the movie, where it's just total chaos. And I THINK Danny Bailo was there, but I'm not sure, and there was some other chick we know but I forgot who it was supposed to be already. And we were drunk and you owned a shrimp fishing boat that had no bottom so you could stick your feet in the sea (flintstone style) when you were moving. And I sat there with a sheer piece of cloth and raked in all these shrimp and told you it was the first time I had ever seen a shrimp in the wild before. We didn't know each other, either. I tried to touch the shrimp with my toes but they didn't feel like anything. And I was homeless but slept on the top of some saloon or something with a bunch of other homeless people who weren't really totally homeless, they just didn't have a home there.
Then all of a sudden it was like I woke up from that dream and I was in your driveway with you and Alex. It seems like we were playing basketball but I know it had to have been some sort of weird Weiss-ball thing because you had a candlestick. And Megan was there but she was out-of-her-mind drunk and just wandering around through us. And it was broad daylight. Then all of a sudden someone shot a gun into the air and Alex got in a car and Megan got in her car and you sat there with me playing Weiss-ball while they drove around drunk. They didn't go very far at all, but they went fast, and they were cruising through everyone's yards in your immediate area. And I was explaining to you about this dream, while they were cruising, and then your mom came out and said something like "What in the hell do they think they're doing?!" talking about Megan and Alex. And I remember feeling guilty and responsible for them driving because I had given them the rum from the Caribbean I brought back with me, that had shrimp in it. And then I remember being confused because I had just told you that the Caribbean was a dream, and when I couldn't remember anymore if it was a dream or it wasn't, that's when I woke up for real.
Patrick Swan likes Kevin Spacey, I thought that was silly. He asked me last night if I had a boyfriend.
Frank said he doesn't approve of Patrick Swan, and followed it in the same breath with "Not like you need my approval anyway."
I'm pretty nervous about school starting up. I don't really have much free time and I'd like to get a lot of things done. I'm not very prepared but then again I've always procrastinated. So let me get through everything I need to get through in these three days I have off in a row this week.
I just saw Fabi's post-it on our printer, the one with the stick figure jabbing the other stick figure in the eye and smiling with "Life is pain" written above it. Below he wrote "2, 3, 11, 5, 6, 8" in his German handwriting.
Oh which reminds me of playing BUZZFUCK at Chel and Justin's this weekend. Jana and I had a blast going out there, although I was minorly crabby in the beginning. We got out there a little after 10pm and started the trek back at 4am. Um, I almost fell asleep I swear to god, I was so happy I had Jana. We sang the whole way, too. We started with Chicago, then moved on to Amy's Country Mix (from FOREVER ago) and then the Walk the Line soundtrack, for a minute, before reverting to a ska mixed cd I think Sabine made for her, then The Strokes Is This It, then finally Ben Folds, which reminds us most of us because I discovered that CD while I was driving her to and from school everyday and I really never allowed a different CD in the Racecar during that time. Except for maybe Propaghandi.
Life is actually pretty good right now. Certain German's could make it better, but right now I would feel guilty if I were to complain.
In fifty years or so it's gonna change, you know. But, oh, it's heaven nowadays...