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la_belle_laideObligatory acknowledgment of pointless pseudo-holiday.
Now that that is out of the way, Pet and Casse came over today after work. We stopped at Subway (I picked Pat up when I got out of work) and I had the most delish cheese sandwich with honey-mustard dressing. It was the BOMB. Then I went over the details of what they need to do with Pendragon, the birds, the plants, and the house in general. But I'm still nervous, though. And there is still so freaking much to do.
"I had a dream ... crazy dream ... Anything I wanted to know, anyplace I needed to go..." I still love that song. But yeah, I had such a crazy dream last night. It involved Keanu Reeves as Cloud Strife. I think.
It started out in my family's mansion upstate (and when I say "family" I do not mean immediate family, although my parents used to own a share of it. It now belongs to my aunt and uncle and cousins.) It looked different in the dream, you know how all places do, and I was walking around looking at all the rooms, which were an Escher-esque kind of maze. In one of the rooms, The Matrix was playing. But it wasn't playing on TV, it was live-action, as if it was going on in the house. I was watching it with my cousin Chrissie, and it got to this one part where Neo had to do the leap like he did in the first one, only this was at the end of the movie. We didn't know what was going to happen. He leapt from the stairs into this void, and we saw him crash into some random floors and go SPLAT. I said to Chrissie, "I guess that means he is not The One." And she said, "Wait, rewind and watch it from a different angle." We did, and we saw that at the last minute he sprouted wings and flew away. But even better, all of his clothes fell off. So we watched it a few more times.
Next, Neo was in the back of a truck with his hair dyed blond and all spiked. He was with two teenage children ("Those must be the other potentials," I thought,) and Neo was all unresponsive and falling all over the place. I thought, "Please, this is right out of FFVII, the writers of this film have been hitting the video games pretty hard." (There is this cranberry juice commercial that I hate, with these two guys standing in a bog of cranberries and the younger guy describing cranberries as "the ninja fruit." Then he does this ridiculous, spazzy jump kick and the other guy says, "He's been hitting the DVDs pretty hard." I loathe that commercial mainly because of the younger guy's twitchy affectations. Anyway, that's where that came from.) Anyway, so all of a sudden Neo seemed to come around and realize that there was danger, and people would be shooting at them in the back of the truck. The scene faded to black and the audience heard "BANG! BANG! BANG!" And then when it faded back in to the truck scene, the audience saw that both of the teenage kids had these white lights coming off the tops of their heads in spikes, almost like crowns. I thought that either this was where they had been shot, or it was symbolic of their spirits leaving, sort of a Stephen King "Insomnia" effect, with the string of light. Only these were spikes instead of one string. Then I looked at Neo and saw he had the same thing, only his was red. And I thought, "That's not blood, it's the color of life." Then both of the teenage kids lifted their chins as if they were looking up to the sky, and it was understood that they weren't actually doing that, because they were dead, but rather it was that their spirits were leaving.
And then my alarm went off. How weird is that?
Ah, well. Anyway, I see that GAFF is back up, and already Gabbery is completely retarded. I feel sorry for the Site Guru sometimes. He does all of that work to make it nice, and then people go and trash it. I'm not just talking about the trolls, either, but all the morons who have to go and start pointless and crappy threads. Which is not to say that I have never made or contributed to a pointless and crappy thread, but sometimes it seems like people are doing it just to be dancing all over the site like an ass. Threads like "Leave off the ends of your sentences!" and "OMG I HAVE RETURNED!" and other nonsense like that.
I am chatting on #Green Cloud with a training brother or sister and I don't yet know which one. I'm not sure this person knows exactly how to use the chat room. We'll see.
Hey, maybe if I celebrated Valentine's Day, huh? Yeah, that'd be sweet. ^_~ Although Jeremy left me a really funny and nice poem on my answering machine today, "A valentine for my best friend" he called it. He doesn't realize that I don't celebrate this holiday, and it was a really nice gesture which I appreciate. He is the only other male anyway who has ever wished me anything on this retarded day. I still have the only other one I got; it was from a Pirate friend of mine, Rude Thyme was his pirate name (no, really, as in street theater, we used to invade all the towns together,) and his real name is Joey and he was always such a trip. His valentine to me and two other wenches was as follows:
"What About Love, an Ass story By Rude Thyme
Ok All you Hot Babes Happy Valentines Day!!!!!!!!
Each & Every one of you are speical
in your own way!! I am very proud
to know you. Have a great day.
& remember MEN love Cleavage!!!
Love Joe aka RUDE!!"
I really miss Joey. Remembering this has made me want to send him an email.
I'm bored, but not ready for bed. I've got a few more pages before I write "End of Book Two" and I don't feel like I can go through with it just yet. One of the girls I work with is a full-on Republican, right-wing conservative who proudly calls herself a "racist redneck" and yet is vocal about how she is ALL ABOUT TEH SEX AND GETTING SOME and it's hard for me to work up a "hello" when I see her anymore, plus she's only 16, too young to be any of those things. I probably have to put my broken wing dove to sleep tomorrow and I feel badly knowing that this is probably her last night. Have not even considered packing my clothes as an option yet. And I forgot to buy some essentials at the store the other day and will have to do that, too. Ugh all around. Just ugh.
Now that that is out of the way, Pet and Casse came over today after work. We stopped at Subway (I picked Pat up when I got out of work) and I had the most delish cheese sandwich with honey-mustard dressing. It was the BOMB. Then I went over the details of what they need to do with Pendragon, the birds, the plants, and the house in general. But I'm still nervous, though. And there is still so freaking much to do.
"I had a dream ... crazy dream ... Anything I wanted to know, anyplace I needed to go..." I still love that song. But yeah, I had such a crazy dream last night. It involved Keanu Reeves as Cloud Strife. I think.
It started out in my family's mansion upstate (and when I say "family" I do not mean immediate family, although my parents used to own a share of it. It now belongs to my aunt and uncle and cousins.) It looked different in the dream, you know how all places do, and I was walking around looking at all the rooms, which were an Escher-esque kind of maze. In one of the rooms, The Matrix was playing. But it wasn't playing on TV, it was live-action, as if it was going on in the house. I was watching it with my cousin Chrissie, and it got to this one part where Neo had to do the leap like he did in the first one, only this was at the end of the movie. We didn't know what was going to happen. He leapt from the stairs into this void, and we saw him crash into some random floors and go SPLAT. I said to Chrissie, "I guess that means he is not The One." And she said, "Wait, rewind and watch it from a different angle." We did, and we saw that at the last minute he sprouted wings and flew away. But even better, all of his clothes fell off. So we watched it a few more times.
Next, Neo was in the back of a truck with his hair dyed blond and all spiked. He was with two teenage children ("Those must be the other potentials," I thought,) and Neo was all unresponsive and falling all over the place. I thought, "Please, this is right out of FFVII, the writers of this film have been hitting the video games pretty hard." (There is this cranberry juice commercial that I hate, with these two guys standing in a bog of cranberries and the younger guy describing cranberries as "the ninja fruit." Then he does this ridiculous, spazzy jump kick and the other guy says, "He's been hitting the DVDs pretty hard." I loathe that commercial mainly because of the younger guy's twitchy affectations. Anyway, that's where that came from.) Anyway, so all of a sudden Neo seemed to come around and realize that there was danger, and people would be shooting at them in the back of the truck. The scene faded to black and the audience heard "BANG! BANG! BANG!" And then when it faded back in to the truck scene, the audience saw that both of the teenage kids had these white lights coming off the tops of their heads in spikes, almost like crowns. I thought that either this was where they had been shot, or it was symbolic of their spirits leaving, sort of a Stephen King "Insomnia" effect, with the string of light. Only these were spikes instead of one string. Then I looked at Neo and saw he had the same thing, only his was red. And I thought, "That's not blood, it's the color of life." Then both of the teenage kids lifted their chins as if they were looking up to the sky, and it was understood that they weren't actually doing that, because they were dead, but rather it was that their spirits were leaving.
And then my alarm went off. How weird is that?
Ah, well. Anyway, I see that GAFF is back up, and already Gabbery is completely retarded. I feel sorry for the Site Guru sometimes. He does all of that work to make it nice, and then people go and trash it. I'm not just talking about the trolls, either, but all the morons who have to go and start pointless and crappy threads. Which is not to say that I have never made or contributed to a pointless and crappy thread, but sometimes it seems like people are doing it just to be dancing all over the site like an ass. Threads like "Leave off the ends of your sentences!" and "OMG I HAVE RETURNED!" and other nonsense like that.
I am chatting on #Green Cloud with a training brother or sister and I don't yet know which one. I'm not sure this person knows exactly how to use the chat room. We'll see.
Hey, maybe if I celebrated Valentine's Day, huh? Yeah, that'd be sweet. ^_~ Although Jeremy left me a really funny and nice poem on my answering machine today, "A valentine for my best friend" he called it. He doesn't realize that I don't celebrate this holiday, and it was a really nice gesture which I appreciate. He is the only other male anyway who has ever wished me anything on this retarded day. I still have the only other one I got; it was from a Pirate friend of mine, Rude Thyme was his pirate name (no, really, as in street theater, we used to invade all the towns together,) and his real name is Joey and he was always such a trip. His valentine to me and two other wenches was as follows:
"What About Love, an Ass story By Rude Thyme
Ok All you Hot Babes Happy Valentines Day!!!!!!!!
Each & Every one of you are speical
in your own way!! I am very proud
to know you. Have a great day.
& remember MEN love Cleavage!!!
Love Joe aka RUDE!!"
I really miss Joey. Remembering this has made me want to send him an email.
I'm bored, but not ready for bed. I've got a few more pages before I write "End of Book Two" and I don't feel like I can go through with it just yet. One of the girls I work with is a full-on Republican, right-wing conservative who proudly calls herself a "racist redneck" and yet is vocal about how she is ALL ABOUT TEH SEX AND GETTING SOME and it's hard for me to work up a "hello" when I see her anymore, plus she's only 16, too young to be any of those things. I probably have to put my broken wing dove to sleep tomorrow and I feel badly knowing that this is probably her last night. Have not even considered packing my clothes as an option yet. And I forgot to buy some essentials at the store the other day and will have to do that, too. Ugh all around. Just ugh.
