Wow, the fucked-up dreams continue…
Last night, I had this dream that Pittsburgh (I'm not sure about the rest of the U.S.) was being completely overtaken by Russian terrorists. Strange, indeed. In either case, they eventually captured me. Heh. The scariest part is that I actually seemed to be a bit excited, as I thought that it'd be great that everyone in Pittsburgh would finally get to listen to Lyube (one of my favorite bands - they're Russian).
At least they had the decency to allow us to utilize the remaining portions of certain buildings for our own amusement. For instance, there was an arcade, but the only thing that hadn't been destroyed in the takeover was Skeeball, and that didn't set too well with me. I don't care much for Skeeball.
In either case, yes, t'was a fucked-up dream.
Last night, I had this dream that Pittsburgh (I'm not sure about the rest of the U.S.) was being completely overtaken by Russian terrorists. Strange, indeed. In either case, they eventually captured me. Heh. The scariest part is that I actually seemed to be a bit excited, as I thought that it'd be great that everyone in Pittsburgh would finally get to listen to Lyube (one of my favorite bands - they're Russian).
At least they had the decency to allow us to utilize the remaining portions of certain buildings for our own amusement. For instance, there was an arcade, but the only thing that hadn't been destroyed in the takeover was Skeeball, and that didn't set too well with me. I don't care much for Skeeball.
In either case, yes, t'was a fucked-up dream.
dreams are so strange sometimes.