Jan. 28th, 2005

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So today, Pendragon swallowed a bandaid. Dr. Rob thinks that he (Pendragon, of course,) is big enough to crap it out in a few days. So now I have to make sure that he keeps eating and crapping, and in a few days time, expect to fing a bandaid in his crap. Nice. Of course, I will be obssessing over this until I know he's in the clear. Worry is sort of my hobby. You know, some people draw, some collect stamps, some jog. I worry.

I have no idea why it is that, when I have bizarre dreams that feature internet friends, it's always either [livejournal.com profile] minrho or [livejournal.com profile] tongari. I don't mean anything by it, I swear. ;) Last night I had a really long and disturbing dream, and Hwei played a pretty big role in it, and Min, though not exactly in it, was still lurking in my subconscious. As soon as I woke up, I jotted down the following in order to remember it: "Hwei restaurant tent bench on the water tsunami small waves video game denis leary movie my house construction workers higher ground"

It begins with me sitting outside of some restauraunt that looks like it could be any restaurant on any dock in Greenport. I wandered over to this tent and decided to sit in there. I was waiting for something--what, I don't know, but let's just say it was a man, because when am I not? ;) In the tent there was a stone bench, and I sat on it. All of a sudden, Hwei was sitting beside me, looking very sad about something. I said, "Hwei, what's the matter? You're not usually looking this sad." And Hwei said, "It's because there are more tsunamis coming, and there's no time for anyone to get away." Which, of course, made me sad, and then I realized that we were in China. (I know, duh, that there weren't any tsunamis there, but this all has to do with that asanine song someone linked me to the other day, the really tasteless one about the tsunami.) I was like, "Crap! We have to leave!" And Hwei said, in a very calm voice, "There's really not enough time for us to get to higher ground. We'll just have to see what happens."

And then a roaring wave came up through the tent and knocked me off the stone bench. Hwei said, "You have to hold on tighter than that. I do this all the time; it's fun when you get used to it." I asked, "Was that the tsunami?" and she said, "It was one of them. They're not always really big." (For the record: I remember reading somewhere or perhaps being told that sometimes tsunamis are, in fact, really small, and the casual observer might mistake it for a rushing tide or something. This could be total crap, for all I know.) So I tried sitting on the bench and holding onto it really tightly with both hands, and when the next huge wave came, I didn't get knocked off the wave as far as before. Hwei said, "It's kind of like being in a swing!"

The next thing I was aware of, we were in my backyard watching these construction workers doing something to my sunroom. (Which is really strange, because they showed up today unexpectedly to check on a leak while I was at work .) There was a swingset there and it was the same one I had when I was a kid, with the rusty red and white bars. We were watching the men go in the house, and it was raining and I was thinking, "This is like Easter. There's always a tsunami or something on Easter." I asked Hwei if she would like to play a video game and she said she would. So, still outdoors and once again in a tent, we started playing some crazy video game that was sort of like Mario Brothers (the original one,) only with hopped up graphics and loads of different characters. The graphics had a lot of red. I was playing as a character called "Bouddaaccai-something or other" (it had a lot of letters and seemed fun to pronounce,) and I was thinking, "That sounds a lot like someone on Min's friends list on lj." (FTR, it is [livejournal.com profile] boudiccaswrath, whom I do not know outside of Min's f-list.) The video game turned into a movie that had Dennis Leary in it. He was playing a kind of hitman, like in Suicide Kings with Christopher Walken, and he and some other guy were carrying a dead body down a hall on a blue stretcher, just like the one we have at work.

Then there was a storm and a power outage, and we lost our video game. I don't exactly remember what happened directly after that, but we ended up taking the video game indoors and trying to save our data. I said to Hwei, "Dennis Leary is sort of hot" or something to that effect, and then my alarm clock went off.

I think my subconscious is on drugs or something.

So yesterday I sketched this. )

Lala, Sahrek being an alleycat. I don't know exactly why, but this sketch doesn't quite work out for me. Hmm.

Send good vibes to Pendragon!
la_belle_laide: (Link wtf)
So today, Pendragon swallowed a bandaid. Dr. Rob thinks that he (Pendragon, of course,) is big enough to crap it out in a few days. So now I have to make sure that he keeps eating and crapping, and in a few days time, expect to fing a bandaid in his crap. Nice. Of course, I will be obssessing over this until I know he's in the clear. Worry is sort of my hobby. You know, some people draw, some collect stamps, some jog. I worry.

I have no idea why it is that, when I have bizarre dreams that feature internet friends, it's always either [livejournal.com profile] minrho or [livejournal.com profile] tongari. I don't mean anything by it, I swear. ;) Last night I had a really long and disturbing dream, and Hwei played a pretty big role in it, and Min, though not exactly in it, was still lurking in my subconscious. As soon as I woke up, I jotted down the following in order to remember it: "Hwei restaurant tent bench on the water tsunami small waves video game denis leary movie my house construction workers higher ground"

It begins with me sitting outside of some restauraunt that looks like it could be any restaurant on any dock in Greenport. I wandered over to this tent and decided to sit in there. I was waiting for something--what, I don't know, but let's just say it was a man, because when am I not? ;) In the tent there was a stone bench, and I sat on it. All of a sudden, Hwei was sitting beside me, looking very sad about something. I said, "Hwei, what's the matter? You're not usually looking this sad." And Hwei said, "It's because there are more tsunamis coming, and there's no time for anyone to get away." Which, of course, made me sad, and then I realized that we were in China. (I know, duh, that there weren't any tsunamis there, but this all has to do with that asanine song someone linked me to the other day, the really tasteless one about the tsunami.) I was like, "Crap! We have to leave!" And Hwei said, in a very calm voice, "There's really not enough time for us to get to higher ground. We'll just have to see what happens."

And then a roaring wave came up through the tent and knocked me off the stone bench. Hwei said, "You have to hold on tighter than that. I do this all the time; it's fun when you get used to it." I asked, "Was that the tsunami?" and she said, "It was one of them. They're not always really big." (For the record: I remember reading somewhere or perhaps being told that sometimes tsunamis are, in fact, really small, and the casual observer might mistake it for a rushing tide or something. This could be total crap, for all I know.) So I tried sitting on the bench and holding onto it really tightly with both hands, and when the next huge wave came, I didn't get knocked off the wave as far as before. Hwei said, "It's kind of like being in a swing!"

The next thing I was aware of, we were in my backyard watching these construction workers doing something to my sunroom. (Which is really strange, because they showed up today unexpectedly to check on a leak while I was at work .) There was a swingset there and it was the same one I had when I was a kid, with the rusty red and white bars. We were watching the men go in the house, and it was raining and I was thinking, "This is like Easter. There's always a tsunami or something on Easter." I asked Hwei if she would like to play a video game and she said she would. So, still outdoors and once again in a tent, we started playing some crazy video game that was sort of like Mario Brothers (the original one,) only with hopped up graphics and loads of different characters. The graphics had a lot of red. I was playing as a character called "Bouddaaccai-something or other" (it had a lot of letters and seemed fun to pronounce,) and I was thinking, "That sounds a lot like someone on Min's friends list on lj." (FTR, it is [livejournal.com profile] boudiccaswrath, whom I do not know outside of Min's f-list.) The video game turned into a movie that had Dennis Leary in it. He was playing a kind of hitman, like in Suicide Kings with Christopher Walken, and he and some other guy were carrying a dead body down a hall on a blue stretcher, just like the one we have at work.

Then there was a storm and a power outage, and we lost our video game. I don't exactly remember what happened directly after that, but we ended up taking the video game indoors and trying to save our data. I said to Hwei, "Dennis Leary is sort of hot" or something to that effect, and then my alarm clock went off.

I think my subconscious is on drugs or something.

So yesterday I sketched this. )

Lala, Sahrek being an alleycat. I don't know exactly why, but this sketch doesn't quite work out for me. Hmm.

Send good vibes to Pendragon!

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