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May. 31st, 2009 12:03 am"Chiaki, I'm sorry!" ( I can NOT be the only one who was thinking this... )
May. 31st, 2009
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May. 31st, 2009 04:22 am...wao. I should have known, since I was tired, that I'd be getting up at 4 with some bizarre dream. I DID know actually, I always do.
But I was tired, and 1:30 is NOT too goddamn early to be going to sleep. I've just been going to sleep too LATE lately.
Okay, so, dream starts off with me walking up to this cabin with this weird crossbreed of my sisters. A) She was definitely my blond, peppy sister Marian, b) she was also talking to me about getting a tattoo and using kind of Juliet like speech.Irony is Juliet doesn't really LIKE Marian at this present stage in Juliet's mental development.
So anyway, we're walking up to this cabin, and I'm on a separate walkway? We're both standing on two different sidewalks. My sidewalk goes to the side door, Marian's to the front. Anyway, we're talking about the tattoo we're going to get. She asks if I've thought about mine, and apparently I have...
But my brain thinks about reading a webcomic suspiciously like a steampunk version of Khaos Komix. So apparently that is what I'd spent all last night doing. Even weirder, I'd spent all last night doing that and then *masturbated* to it... and then when my two lesbian lovers came home they teased me about masturbating, and I rolled over onto my side and ignored them while they had sex right next to me.O_o
Anyway, Marian's talking about how she wants to get POPULAR across... IDK, her arm, or maybe as a tramp stamp, some sort of call out to Wicked. Then she wonders if that's legal, and she, IDK, trips or falls or something, b/c I walk over to the other sidewalk and pick her up by the arm. And we talk about how it's totally legal, I mean, free advertising? But also, Broadway musical, they're not exactly picky about this type of shit.
Anyway, we go into the cabin, and IDK what goes on there for a bit, except the next thing I remember in the dream is I'm suddenly male (It happens) and someone who resembles one of my friends (I'm not sure who) is giving me some kind of iced beverage. And talking to me. And IDK what we're talking about, either being popular, or about the fact that I'm totally into her. Anyway, dream!me is starting to fall asleep, or want a nap, and I'm holding this cold beverage where the ice is melting and starting to raise the water level, so after a minute of having it on my chest I put it on a table, and then get up and dump it in the sink. Then I go back to the couch with this other person and nap.
When I 'wake up' the cabin's got at least 2 other people in it, maybe 3. And I'm like 'yawn yawn stretchy stretchy... mmmm' And Juliet (not Marian) wakes up and is like 'oh man I was planning on taking soanso to do thisanthis' and I'm thinking 'how are you going to do that you don't drive...' and she looks around the room and I look around the room and wonder about waking people up and she's like 'sure!' and I'm like 'but' and she's like 'eh, they've had their nap'.
So in the dream it's like, 8 PM or something, and I wake them up and we all joke about how I wasn't sure what the time was without a clock or anything, and dream!me is like 'well I knew it wasn't 3 AM at least' and they're all like 'well DUH'.
And then the dream fades into me laying in bed going '...dammit too early'.
But I was tired, and 1:30 is NOT too goddamn early to be going to sleep. I've just been going to sleep too LATE lately.
Okay, so, dream starts off with me walking up to this cabin with this weird crossbreed of my sisters. A) She was definitely my blond, peppy sister Marian, b) she was also talking to me about getting a tattoo and using kind of Juliet like speech.
So anyway, we're walking up to this cabin, and I'm on a separate walkway? We're both standing on two different sidewalks. My sidewalk goes to the side door, Marian's to the front. Anyway, we're talking about the tattoo we're going to get. She asks if I've thought about mine, and apparently I have...
But my brain thinks about reading a webcomic suspiciously like a steampunk version of Khaos Komix. So apparently that is what I'd spent all last night doing. Even weirder, I'd spent all last night doing that and then *masturbated* to it... and then when my two lesbian lovers came home they teased me about masturbating, and I rolled over onto my side and ignored them while they had sex right next to me.
Anyway, Marian's talking about how she wants to get POPULAR across... IDK, her arm, or maybe as a tramp stamp, some sort of call out to Wicked. Then she wonders if that's legal, and she, IDK, trips or falls or something, b/c I walk over to the other sidewalk and pick her up by the arm. And we talk about how it's totally legal, I mean, free advertising? But also, Broadway musical, they're not exactly picky about this type of shit.
Anyway, we go into the cabin, and IDK what goes on there for a bit, except the next thing I remember in the dream is I'm suddenly male (It happens) and someone who resembles one of my friends (I'm not sure who) is giving me some kind of iced beverage. And talking to me. And IDK what we're talking about, either being popular, or about the fact that I'm totally into her. Anyway, dream!me is starting to fall asleep, or want a nap, and I'm holding this cold beverage where the ice is melting and starting to raise the water level, so after a minute of having it on my chest I put it on a table, and then get up and dump it in the sink. Then I go back to the couch with this other person and nap.
When I 'wake up' the cabin's got at least 2 other people in it, maybe 3. And I'm like 'yawn yawn stretchy stretchy... mmmm' And Juliet (not Marian) wakes up and is like 'oh man I was planning on taking soanso to do thisanthis' and I'm thinking 'how are you going to do that you don't drive...' and she looks around the room and I look around the room and wonder about waking people up and she's like 'sure!' and I'm like 'but' and she's like 'eh, they've had their nap'.
So in the dream it's like, 8 PM or something, and I wake them up and we all joke about how I wasn't sure what the time was without a clock or anything, and dream!me is like 'well I knew it wasn't 3 AM at least' and they're all like 'well DUH'.
And then the dream fades into me laying in bed going '...dammit too early'.
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May. 31st, 2009 05:27 amThey never do get an answer for why Byakuran's actions, why the way he is now, is Shouichi's fault. ( I refuse to call this a fic, despite it being 1k )