spoonbaby: (sister)
2009-07-25 05:52 am

Things I don't know that I wanna know

I find my subconscious mind terribly creative. How it comes up with these horribly vivid dreams I have really puts my conscious mind to shame. The thing is, the dream-stories are always vivid, well plotted, and detailed. I can't even plan a scene or a plot...or anything. Also, these dreams of late have been sepia toned. hm.

dream 1: We are in Jei's kitchen (dreamland kitchen not her actual kitchen) and I grab a fruit off the counter to give her. She takes it from my hand and eats it and then runs off to the bathroom, kind of does the whole Violet Beauregarde blueberry expansion thing, and dies. Apparently she is deathly allergic to something I touched. I cry for weeks and weeks over the demise of Jei and my own guilt. I tell my friend Musetta from UofM and she is extremely angry with me. (She somehow knows Jei in dreamland) the end. (Woke up super depressed from this one...so realistic!)

dream 2+2.5: these two dreams were kind of linked as they were set in the same dreamaverse. They take place in this huge starbucks that has a whole foods-ish market in the back, but with clothes too. Not much actually happens in dream 2. I just shop around the market with me mum and sis. However in 2.5 I end up dating one of my guy friends. not going to say which one, but yeah. I somehow always end up dreaming at least once that I'm dating one of my guy friends. I'm not really sure what this says about me...

dream 3: (this dream wasn't in sepia, it was more like those washed out photos from the 70's) My mom and I are driving around in our saturn station wagon and we seem to be on the road somewhere out west. We stop at various small hick towns and well, we're witches. We find children in these towns and kill them to, I guess, sustain our existence. I don't think we actually eat them, but their deaths are what allows up to exist. Anyway, we leave the towns a few children lighter. We reach one town and are going about our usual ways. We have bought some fresh fruits and stuff that are actually for us to use in luring out the children. We park outside a megastore for the night as we must lure out the children at dawn, so we spend the night there. However, the lady who lives above and owns the megastore comes out during the night since she sees us out there. She has fruit in hand, but when I won't go with her and refuse to open the car door, she see what w have in our car. She' not a witch herself but she is a similar type being and has been slowly draining the town's children for her sustenance. There's this whole I know what you are and I know what YOU are type argument and then I kill her and we make our escape.
(This is what I get for reading Fables Comics before bed...)

anyways, I'm off to the kenilworth rummage sale! Hope i find me some treasures!
spoonbaby: (lollipop)
2009-07-09 07:38 am

The morning after

Not really what you think, but it is the morning after my appointment. heh.

There's something weird about dental hygienists and dentists that makes them want to talk to you and ask you questions while you are sitting nearly upside-down with their fingers in your mouth. Really makes it hard to have a conversation. You are then forced to resort to half shrugs and awkward grunts.

Besides that: I think I have put the finishing touches on my layout! Well until I decide to change it. Please do tell if there is something amiss i.e. white on white links. ;)

My ultimate plan of moneymaking is to have a ridiculously popular best-selling novel of some sort and thus be able to pay off my student loans and live a life of luxury, money, and snobbery. Towards that end, I've been desperately trying to spew out anything that comes into my silly little head. Unfortunately, it seems I can go only about a page and a half without actually having a plot. That being said, I think I'll post my failed attempts here as they come along.

Ah public humiliation, you taste so good.
spoonbaby: (Default)
2009-07-08 10:19 am

Thoughts in the Mind of an Ordinary Nobody

I've recently started missing my old livejournal account. Mainly because I find myself thinking in journal format and wanting somewhere to share the little weirdities of my life.

I should thank dokkaebi for inviting me.

In other news: I have a dental hygiene appointment today with that guy-who-cancelled-my-appointment-last-week-for-no-reason-and-didn't-bother-to-tell-me. Yeah, him. Sort of feeling passive aggressive. Contemplating not going just to piss him off.

yeah that'd show 'im.

Maybe I just need some ice cream.