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<< October 31, 2002 >>

ANOTHER SHORT QUIZ.
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[ ] I often get out of bed in the morning just to stop the horrible, horrible dreams

dream number one was it was my last day at ximian, and i had to pack up and take all of my stuff out of the office. my sister was there, but she didn't know it was my last day. i was flying home for thanksgiving that day, so was a bit pressed for time. i discovered a ton of stuff that i had forgotten about, including a box full of wooden blocks that i used to play with when i was little. anyway i was all late and running around going crazy.

dream number two was me being at school or something. my bedroom was on the ground floor of a building, in the corner. it had large windows facing the street, so people could look in. there was someone who looked like diana macwilliams, and she was staring at something on my bed. i looked there, and there were a bunch of small snakes on it (they were only like a foot long). i picked up one of them, and bent it in half until it snapped like a crisp vegetable.

dream number three was a combination of the two: i was at school and had to catch a flight. i was in some tunnels going between buildings, and some guys were trying to pull me with them to some hip hop show or something. i resisted, but they wouldn't let me go until i told them i had a plane to catch. there was a bathroom that you had to go through. it was friday night and people had been drinking too much; i could see it on their faces. inside the bathroom, there was vomit pretty much everywhere, including all over the [ closed ] door i had to go through to get out of here. i remember reading that either some or all people dream in black and white (which i know not to be true for myself), but not only was this in vivid color, BUT I COULD TASTE THE VOMIT as i walked through the door. fortunately, it tasted somewhat like the skittles i had yesterday.

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i almost pulled a shaver with my mispelling of "COULD" as "COLD".

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speaking of pj stock, he seems to have a blog now too. he writes almost as much as nat used to write (before he had the camera) and is even funnier than some of my stuff.

when joe and i watch the simpsons these days, we say things like "the direction in this scene is superb".

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