Apr 18, 2007 23:23
Maybe I should keep a notebook by my bed. I've managed to forget most of an even weirder dream - I think I was some kind of slug that was a whiz at personal finance and also an architect, and please don't ask how a bit of that dream managed to be about sex, because I think as a teenager I have a memo stuck to my file in the Sandman's office: "Don't forget the sex." Er, I left that bit out of the last dream description. I can't remember much else, except I insulted some fat chicks in an elevator. Go figure.
Actually, that just reminded me of Schindler's Lifts, and it occurs to me that those would have a much more sinister meaning if they had skyscrapers in the holocaust.
Well, I don't want this to turn into one of those journals that's all dreams and whining, so from now on I'll only post the ones that weird in a funny sort of way.
Also, haircut! It's uh... well. Not quite what I asked for, and also not quite what I had in mind (which I think are two completely different things because I had to translate it into Russian) but it's cute. There may be photos, there may not. Actually screw it, everyone at school will see it in like a week and I doubt the internet randoms really care that I look like one of Melaka Fray's groupies. Also I think I could probably pull off the same semi-afro my parents both had in the eighties (yes, both of them), which is a scary thought.
dreams,
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