I soooo can't have beer before I go to bed. I have bad dreams, and I sleep really fitful and light.. which has been the last 3 days, my body is just gunning for some good sleep... and sex.
So, I'm dreaming I'm in a classroom watching some kind of scary movie, I have chosen a seat in the back, and the other 10 or so people are in the front of the room. The movie is starting out slowly and then as the movie starts to get more and more scary, someone breaks through the window behind me and grabs me by the neck. Do I wake up? OF COURSE I fucking do! I shake and my cats go running off my bed. Weird.. So it's now 2am, I've been asleep for about 2 hours. I go back to bed.. and I dream that a little kid, maybe 2 or 3 years old is attacking another kid, stabbing him with a knife, in this house that's under contrustion. Then I see the parent's covered in clay clinging to one another crying. And I think why are they letting this little kid stab this other little kid, and then the mom grabs her son and the murder little kid throws a pacifier at the dead body as the mom drags its body along the floor, then the baby sits in this big chair and cross his legs with his hands behind his head and relaxs. Then he starts to disappear, and you realize that he was just a figment of the imagination. And then it all pans back and I'm back in the classroom watching a scary movie in the back of the room. Then my alarm went off.
Ok.. weird or what? You're fucking telling me. I don't know where this all came from, but it severly upset me.
So.. moving along.. to something that -- doesn't make me happy. ALL, and I do mean, ALL my weekend happy plans were CANCELLED. *screams* Why the fuck does this happen to me when I'm home alone for 2 days, and I have 4 days off, and I just got paid. Why??!?! This all makes for a very sad catrice.
But.. I guess it's just as well, because everyone wants to be lazy and ignore me. You freakishly tall people, I hate you all.
But.. that's ok.
I'll just end up having my own fun. *grumbles*
Laters.
So, I'm dreaming I'm in a classroom watching some kind of scary movie, I have chosen a seat in the back, and the other 10 or so people are in the front of the room. The movie is starting out slowly and then as the movie starts to get more and more scary, someone breaks through the window behind me and grabs me by the neck. Do I wake up? OF COURSE I fucking do! I shake and my cats go running off my bed. Weird.. So it's now 2am, I've been asleep for about 2 hours. I go back to bed.. and I dream that a little kid, maybe 2 or 3 years old is attacking another kid, stabbing him with a knife, in this house that's under contrustion. Then I see the parent's covered in clay clinging to one another crying. And I think why are they letting this little kid stab this other little kid, and then the mom grabs her son and the murder little kid throws a pacifier at the dead body as the mom drags its body along the floor, then the baby sits in this big chair and cross his legs with his hands behind his head and relaxs. Then he starts to disappear, and you realize that he was just a figment of the imagination. And then it all pans back and I'm back in the classroom watching a scary movie in the back of the room. Then my alarm went off.
Ok.. weird or what? You're fucking telling me. I don't know where this all came from, but it severly upset me.
So.. moving along.. to something that -- doesn't make me happy. ALL, and I do mean, ALL my weekend happy plans were CANCELLED. *screams* Why the fuck does this happen to me when I'm home alone for 2 days, and I have 4 days off, and I just got paid. Why??!?! This all makes for a very sad catrice.
But.. I guess it's just as well, because everyone wants to be lazy and ignore me. You freakishly tall people, I hate you all.
But.. that's ok.
I'll just end up having my own fun. *grumbles*
Laters.
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Regardless, that dream seems pretty fucking terrible and I don't envy you in the slightest.
I would also like to add for the record that I am short...for the record.