Saturday, February 2, 2008, 08:17 AM - Odd Dreams
Last night's wasn't as bad, fortunately. It just seemsed to be a jumbled-up hodge-podge of sci-fi.
So... there was Kirk's Enterprise somehow flung thousands of years into the future (like what happened to the ship on Andromeda) and was in the process of being salvaged by pirates. One of the pirate dudes was Starbuck (Battlestar Galactice -- the Dirk Bennedict version). The trouble came when Starbuck discovered that the ship was also invaded by cylons and by dalecks (from Doctor Who). Somehow Starbuck managed to defrost Spock, except that he came out of the freezer in pretty rough shape and wasn't too useful to anyone. Some parts of the ship looked like the Enterprise while others looked like the Andromeda Ascendant. Of course, when the dalecks ran into the cylons, they both started killing each other instead of hunting down humans. Starbuck was under the impression that taking over the ship wasn't goiing to be too tough since both robot races were probably going to mutually destroy each other.
Yeah... not a nightmare, but it was pretty bizarre and didn't make a whole lot of sense.
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( 3 / 1642 )Friday, February 1, 2008, 06:07 PM
Of course, the other lousy thing aout being sick is that I always get really disturbing dreams when I don't feel well. Last night was no exception.
I had a dream that focused on an incredibly cruel and brutal multi-millionaire that owned a palatial estate at the top of a mountain. He lived alone but had a large cadre of servants that he had somehow brainwashed into total submission. He had a big knife that he called "George" and he would use it to cut and wound his servants when the would make even the slightest or trivial of mistakes.
I was in the dream only as an unseen observer and could not interact with the environment. But I had an empathic awareness of this person's sadism and savagery. He repulsed and disgusted me, but he unknowingly broadcast his emotions as if he was shouting.
I apparently manifested in the dream right after he had murdered a male servant. The butler-like person had a large stab wound in his chest and his skin had turned the color of chalk. The way he lay on the floor, I could tell that he was dead, not merely unconscious.
An older female servant came in and saw the carnage. She somehow had the willpower and outrage to call the master a murderous sadist (or something to that effect.
The master slowly pulled out his knife and said something like "You need to apologize to George".
She tried to resist his command, as evidenced by her shuddering, hesitant steps. But in the end, she stood before the master. With single blow, he drove the knife through her abdomen.
My dream ended as she slumped to the floor. The master got a nearly erotic thrill out of murder and his emotions disgusted me. It made me wonder why people like this have to exist.
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( 2.9 / 1250 )Friday, February 1, 2008, 09:05 AM
I just hate it when I wake up in the morning KNOWING that I'm catching a cold. Well, this was one of those mornings. My skin feels hot, my muscles in my back are sore, and there's a bunch of crud in my lungs. Ugh. And it was just in time for the weather to bring some freezing, bone-chilling rain. Blech. On the bright side, since I never call in sick, maybe the junkie-bum defendants will all catch my cold today.[ 1 comment ] ( 6 views ) | [ 0 trackbacks ] | permalink |
( 3 / 1219 )Wednesday, January 30, 2008, 05:27 PM
I think today was the first day of the winter season that it felt like the darkness was beginning to retreat. I know that winter will hold sway for another 1-2 months, but it felt like it was receding. I felt Thistle's presence, and it was reassuring. Evening sunlight streamed through the window of the room that houses my elliptical machine (I was doing a workout) and it almost felt like I could look at the sun. I didn't, since I know it's dangerous to this merely human form. But I know that Thistle can see the sun and no light can harm him. Of course, angellic beings sense things differently.
I am glad tht the light is returning.
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( 3 / 1248 )Tuesday, January 29, 2008, 09:03 AM
So... A while ago I started an account on Second Life (as Symmetrica Indigo) and I picked up a completely adorable avatar that looks like a giant butterfly. One of the first things I noticed is that almost everyone is happy to see a giant butterfly show up in their environmant (aka their sim). Well... one of my "playmates" on SL (not sure what else you'd call it, heh heh) got a giant butterfly avatar for herself (in a different color scheme than mine). Well, she was abit bummed out because of some things going on in her real life (aka RL in SL-speak) so I offered a hug. Well... the "hug" animation between two butterflies is just about the most precious, most adorable thing I've ever seen! :) Very, very cute.
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( 3 / 1231 )Sunday, January 27, 2008, 10:11 PM
You'd have to see it to believe it... but here's what I saw at the local 7-11 this morning.
I had stopped by the 7-11 on the way to the Evensong service and I saw the owner and this rather unsavory-looking customer having an argument. The owner was tired of this dude hanging around and not buying anything. The ghetto dude looked like he hadn't bathed in about 4-5 days. But he most distinctive feature was that he had had his nose pierced with a zip-tie. That's right, folks: he had a 8" long zip-tie going horizontally through his nose as if it was some sort of plastic mustache or something. Egads!!!
So the ghetto bum said something like, "You'z cain'ts be tellins me I'z gots ta go!"
The owner said, "Buy something or go!"
The ghetto bum called him a Muffukkah.
So I told the owner (loudly enough for Zip-Tie Dude to hear), "Just call the cops. Loitering is a prosecutable offense".
Zip-Tie Dude called me Honk Muffukkah. Ha ha ha!
Well, Zip-Tie his the sidewalk when the owner actually picked up the phone and called the cops. I walked out too after I finished paying for my coffee. Zip-Tie was swaggering around with two of his trashy junkie-homies and were collectively muttering in ebonics about how .deh is be gots deh rights, yo!" Ha ha ha ha.
But I have to ask: How can you take seriously anyone with a zip-tie theough his NOSE?! Ugh!
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( 3 / 1213 )Sunday, January 27, 2008, 09:56 PM
Doug was away for a week visiting his mom and his sister (who's still battling cancer). I really missed him last week, so I'm glad he's back. We went to Dread Lobstrosity for dinnner. I also got an odd marguirita -- it was BLUE! We had a great time. It's so nice having him home.
I think my integration will restabilize now that I'm not alone all the time. I actually manged to not cut myself while he was gone!
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( 3 / 1190 )Sunday, January 27, 2008, 09:51 PM
Well... we did a great Evensong service in church at Charles Village. Unlike our usual church, we were located at he *front* of the church where we could be seen by the congregation. Egads! i was not used to actually being SEEN! Wow! it was quite intimidating. I did not factor stage fright into the performance!
Fortunately, other than my heart beating about 150 bpm for the whole service, everything went flawlwssly. My favorite piece, the Change Ring, was totally awesome!
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( 3 / 1175 )Thursday, January 24, 2008, 11:40 AM
I was able to get my security clearance renewed for another two years. Yay! It's good knowing that I can keep getting junkie bums locked up! [ 2 comments ] ( 9 views ) | [ 0 trackbacks ] | permalink |
( 3 / 1196 )Wednesday, January 23, 2008, 06:09 PM
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