dogs, dreams, possible Hula show

[la_belle_laide]

Sano had his recheck today, and his platelets are closer to normal. They are up to 158, huge improvement from two days ago when they were only 57. I'm be glad if they keep rising because then he can get off the pred sooner. ^_^

And I took Haku too, because the lab messed up one of his tests two months ago so I get a free one, and I'm re-checking his progesterone levels. I have to note that my wonderful friend Kim drew the blood and she had to mark him down as male and female, otherwise the lab would think it was a mistake. Umm, male dogs don't have progesterone, obviously.

My little freak ninja wizards.

I had a fracking weird dream this morning and spatterdash was in it. There were a bunch of students gathering in this sandwich deli which led into (or was a coverup for, or something,) some kind of government building. Spatterdash was with this girl I am acquainted with from college and they were besties. This other girl was a prostitute. Well, we all gathered into this assembly type room and we chose a table together. There was going to be some kind of presentation. But before it could begin, government agents came in and barricaded us all inside. They said that we couldn't leave until they had questioned us all about our motives or something. Spatterdash sat at a different table with her hooker bestie (really that girl I know from school) and they were getting pissed off because they had to finish grocery shopping or something. (You know when you are trying to remember a dream, and you can get the exact feeling of it, and the scenerio is on the tip of your brain but you just can't reach it? There was something else going on, but I can't remember.) Well, one of the government guys came to me, and he had this microphone in my face and he said, "Why don't you stand up and tell everyone how you betrayed your country?" I was like, "WTF are you talking about, douche?" and he said, "Go ahead and tell all of these Americans about the implant in your eyes!" I had no idea what he was talking about, and I was relieved, because for a few minutes I thought that maybe he was right; that they'd found out about some kind of subterfuge that I was in on (because in the back of my mind, I knew I was there for a reason--it was a reason or accomplishment I was proud of, but I wanted to leave the government room; I obviously didn't want to get caught!) So I laughed at him and said, "What are you talking about? I had PRK done on my eyes, there was no implant!" The guy seemed genuinely surprised and he said, "But your ex boss told us that you were responsible for terrorist attacks!"

I was like, MY EX BOSS>? You believe that dickwhistle? You're just taking that idiot's word?" I started to get so mad that I could feel the heat rising to my head and I grabbed the guy's mic and started this long rant: "Yeah, oh for sure, I have frigging implants in my eyes and they can shoot lasers, yeah that's right, I'm trying to organize a bunch of X Men together to overthrow the government..." (Here I became aware that I was doing a Denis Leary-esque rant, you know where he just builds on it and gets louder and louder? And I kept rolling with it.) "Yeah hold still while I get my eye lasers charged up, you nozzle, because my ex boss told you I had eye laers so it must be true, yeah, that's right, I go around shooting and destroying and melting everything, in fact I'll bet no one told you that it was my eyes that were responsible for 9/11!" There was dead silence and then I added, "Douchebag," and threw the mic down.

Then I woke up, and I felt kind of shaky-angry, but also really kind of revitalized and happy.

Umm, I don't know what to say about that. It was the same room I dreamed about when I had that one about the Gold Dragon and I getting attacked by robots. Robots who were shooting lasers. Hmm! How strange. The mind works in mysterious ways, and it must be stopped in our lifetime, before it kills again.

Oh, I went to Tar-zhay today because I stress-shop, but I relief-shop too, and I was relief-shopping and I bought these cute new burgundy and beige horizontal striped cotton pajama bottoms, as well as new underwear and really cool comfy socks. I found the perfect handtowels for my kitchen, with Japanese sort of "birds on branches" designs and some outside lights, and I am way too comforted by these material things for it to be totally healthy.

My computer is doing that screwy thing where the brightness/contrast thing keeps randomly popping up and jacking the brightness, and it wont' go away no matter how many times I press the button. This happens for a few days every month or so and I have no idea why.

I have chocolate chocolate chip ice cream that I am going to stuff into my facehole tonight and I need to find a movie on demand to watch along with my ice cream. Any suggestions?

OH! Duh, and my training sister who no longer trains offered me a Hula show in July, best part is that she wants some of the current Kung Fu brothers and sisters to do a demo as well! That's like a dream gig. ^_^ I hope it works out. :) I'm excited and I really need to re-connect with Hula. Reconnect, hell, I need to practice. Damn.

Well, I need to pee pretty badly. Later!

Comments

[spatterdash.livejournal.com]

For the record, i totally do not have a hooker bestie.

Hilarious!

[shonagonchan.livejournal.com]

Your icon rules for this comment. ^_^

[spatterdash.livejournal.com]

I totally lost my shit over this photograph. I may have to retire to Titty-Ho some day.

Your dream reminds me that there is a building on my campus i need to photograph, called the Hooker Research Center. I guess i will have to ask my streetwalking BFF what goes on in there, because i sure don't know.

[shonagonchan.livejournal.com]

She'll probably tell you it's got something to do with the effects of vinyl skirts and fishnet stockings or something.

[arianadream.livejournal.com]

That rant was basically pretty awesome. Great dream.

[shonagonchan.livejournal.com]

Heehee, thanks. :D