finch

i had a very weird dream. i can't remember all of the details, but just as i was sitting here i remembered parts of it: i was downstairs in my room at home and then people started coming in (including my dad) and talking to me so i got up and started walking upstairs, but then i realized that my bones were all out of place--like i had these sheets of bone that should have been under my ribs which somehow got outside of my ribs and there were little round bones on my hips that i could move around that were supposed to be popped in and they obviously weren't and i was like 'agghhh what the fuck's going on' and my dad was like 'don't worry, i'll pop them back in place for you' and i was like 'are you kidding me? no way! that's gonna hurt' and then i ran away and then something weird happened, but i can't remember quite what it was, and then i woke up. hmmmmm. oddness.

i'm fucking lazy. i need to leave the house and walk around. maybe i'll go do that.

PS-- i want to publicly thank BuckyKatt666 for saying this about me in his journal: "saw plaingurl again, there is something innately warm about her personality. maybe its just the pennsylvania thing, that common bond of small-town desolation and redneck auto-racing we'll always share."

it made me very happy, as i think it's the nicest thing anybody's said about me in quite awhile. you rock.