Wow. So, this is me on choir tour. Should I feel guilty about stealing wireless? I say no, as I am lazy.
So far so good; other than me still being me (funny, that) choir tour continues to prove itself a great time. I love playing hand bells so much... seriously... if it was a viable career I would look into it.
I gave a speech today. It's weird, as I don't generally (I think) get too nervous when I need to give a speech or something but I was shaking like nobody's business for this one. It could be, I suppose, due to my lack of preparation... All said and done though I think it went well enough.
Nothing else I say about tour at the moment would prove interesting (I don't think) to anyone who isn't on it, so instead I now present my dream from last night.
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At my parent's home, my roommate offers to give me a ride back to our place in Edmonton. Instead, he drives me to West Edmonton Mall (an hour out of our way) and I'm all "what the hell." In fact I'm bitching him out as we walk into one of the bathrooms in West Ed, at which point I hear Freakpirate pipe up and ask for a ride home, since he was also at the mall for some reason.
Anyhow, it turns out the reason my roommate took this detour was because he wanted me to be his "wing-man" (as it were) when he went to ask out this girl at one of my friend's parties. We went to the party, he failed at asking out the girl, and I ended up having a long (and surprisingly informative) talk with my friend.
Funny how, since it was a dream, I essentially had a conversation with myself. I digress.
Later, I went over to the same friend's apartment (this time she's in an apartment instead of a house... I don't know why) and discover her toilet is a gateway to hell, doom 3 style.
Every time it is flushed, hellspawn appear. This was awkward, as I would kill the spawn, then flush its corpse, which in turn would spawn a new evil entity. I never figured out how to solve that puzzle, so I just left a corpse in the washroom. I'm sure that's against protocol, but I was preoccupied.
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There was more to the dream, but I imagine that's enough sharing for now. Suffice it to say that as much as I like my brain trying to figure out my life even when I'm not asleep, I wish it would stop putting words in my friends mouths. When I wake up and realize things aren't as fixed as they were when I was asleep...
It's like dreaming you won the lottery and then waking up.
So far so good; other than me still being me (funny, that) choir tour continues to prove itself a great time. I love playing hand bells so much... seriously... if it was a viable career I would look into it.
I gave a speech today. It's weird, as I don't generally (I think) get too nervous when I need to give a speech or something but I was shaking like nobody's business for this one. It could be, I suppose, due to my lack of preparation... All said and done though I think it went well enough.
Nothing else I say about tour at the moment would prove interesting (I don't think) to anyone who isn't on it, so instead I now present my dream from last night.
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At my parent's home, my roommate offers to give me a ride back to our place in Edmonton. Instead, he drives me to West Edmonton Mall (an hour out of our way) and I'm all "what the hell." In fact I'm bitching him out as we walk into one of the bathrooms in West Ed, at which point I hear Freakpirate pipe up and ask for a ride home, since he was also at the mall for some reason.
Anyhow, it turns out the reason my roommate took this detour was because he wanted me to be his "wing-man" (as it were) when he went to ask out this girl at one of my friend's parties. We went to the party, he failed at asking out the girl, and I ended up having a long (and surprisingly informative) talk with my friend.
Funny how, since it was a dream, I essentially had a conversation with myself. I digress.
Later, I went over to the same friend's apartment (this time she's in an apartment instead of a house... I don't know why) and discover her toilet is a gateway to hell, doom 3 style.
Every time it is flushed, hellspawn appear. This was awkward, as I would kill the spawn, then flush its corpse, which in turn would spawn a new evil entity. I never figured out how to solve that puzzle, so I just left a corpse in the washroom. I'm sure that's against protocol, but I was preoccupied.
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There was more to the dream, but I imagine that's enough sharing for now. Suffice it to say that as much as I like my brain trying to figure out my life even when I'm not asleep, I wish it would stop putting words in my friends mouths. When I wake up and realize things aren't as fixed as they were when I was asleep...
It's like dreaming you won the lottery and then waking up.
freakpirate:
Why is it that I keep showing up in your dreams? Creepy...
