someone may have stolen my mojo....
woke up feeling hung over this morning....
only i hadn't had anything
at all.
i went to sleep at like... 1-2 am..... but still.
i had the wierdest dreams last night on top of everything.
the first one was sort of set at this pennsic type thing.
~everyone was in garb
we had to defend this castle against some great enemy
~i was some sort of princess in a kick ass dress
so people die in little battles that i only hear about... i found out the knight who pledged himself to win the battle in my name DIED
~very sad
so i get all decked out in man clothes, get some armor, and decided i'm gonna ride out and meet the enemy head on
~turns out the enemy was a bunch of squirrels
~ the king of the squirrels was after my pet ferret
so now this dream bleeds into my other one
~i had my ferret with me on some flying buss/air plane deal
~all the camp crew was on it
soOoO we land at some neo nazi fest and we all go out to "learn" new things
the spanish crew were all into it, cause apperently they're self proclaimed fascits anyway.... so they all dug it
~except for juan, he was sort of apperensive
so we're at this meeting... and hitler walks in, and he wants us to become the next generation of his followers
~apperently we were in some paralleldemention where the hollacaust hadn't happend yet
~brain washing
so he takes us to this cave, which turns out to be some underground torture chamber and shows us what "he's all about"
i'm the only person who's not buying it all, and i'm going on and on about what i learned about blah blah blah blah blah (you get the picture)
so we hop back on our bus airplane.
there's this swing thing on it
people (non-believers) would get launched off of it and explode in mid air.
i put dylan on it cuz he was spreading all this jumble about how cool hitler was and how it was our duty to carry on the "mission"
so i put him on it, and i start swinging. i start to tell him about how people would be finding bodies for years and if i ask him if he could live with that.
~no response
i swing him off, but since he was a believer, he didn't explode, he just went up and went down in a heap.
so they all came at me. and i grab juan's sholder and explained to him that he could stop all this. and he just looked at me
so i get put on the swing, and the swing me really really fast
then i'm off
and i wake up.
got out of bed at aproximately 12:48 pm, went to the bathroom. went down stairs nearly BREAKING my neck. poured my cereal in a glass before i realized what i was doing.
and now i'm here.
i think some one may have drugged me in my sleep, resulting in all the above mentioned jargle
only i hadn't had anything
at all.
i went to sleep at like... 1-2 am..... but still.
i had the wierdest dreams last night on top of everything.
the first one was sort of set at this pennsic type thing.
~everyone was in garb
we had to defend this castle against some great enemy
~i was some sort of princess in a kick ass dress
so people die in little battles that i only hear about... i found out the knight who pledged himself to win the battle in my name DIED
~very sad
so i get all decked out in man clothes, get some armor, and decided i'm gonna ride out and meet the enemy head on
~turns out the enemy was a bunch of squirrels
~ the king of the squirrels was after my pet ferret
so now this dream bleeds into my other one
~i had my ferret with me on some flying buss/air plane deal
~all the camp crew was on it
soOoO we land at some neo nazi fest and we all go out to "learn" new things
the spanish crew were all into it, cause apperently they're self proclaimed fascits anyway.... so they all dug it
~except for juan, he was sort of apperensive
so we're at this meeting... and hitler walks in, and he wants us to become the next generation of his followers
~apperently we were in some paralleldemention where the hollacaust hadn't happend yet
~brain washing
so he takes us to this cave, which turns out to be some underground torture chamber and shows us what "he's all about"
i'm the only person who's not buying it all, and i'm going on and on about what i learned about blah blah blah blah blah (you get the picture)
so we hop back on our bus airplane.
there's this swing thing on it
people (non-believers) would get launched off of it and explode in mid air.
i put dylan on it cuz he was spreading all this jumble about how cool hitler was and how it was our duty to carry on the "mission"
so i put him on it, and i start swinging. i start to tell him about how people would be finding bodies for years and if i ask him if he could live with that.
~no response
i swing him off, but since he was a believer, he didn't explode, he just went up and went down in a heap.
so they all came at me. and i grab juan's sholder and explained to him that he could stop all this. and he just looked at me
so i get put on the swing, and the swing me really really fast
then i'm off
and i wake up.
got out of bed at aproximately 12:48 pm, went to the bathroom. went down stairs nearly BREAKING my neck. poured my cereal in a glass before i realized what i was doing.
and now i'm here.
i think some one may have drugged me in my sleep, resulting in all the above mentioned jargle