There is a man, a certain man...
Last night, the lovely Ms Flux and I went to the premier of American Hardcore. It was great, though kind of incomplete feeling. You should definitely see it if you can, though. Even if you just have an interest in underground music and not specifically hardcore. Then we ate vegan food, because that's how we roll.
I had a really strange dream last night. Charles Foster Kane was a psychotic killer, keeping girls locked in the top level of his giant high rise, torturing and murdering them. I was there, my teeth were falling out, but I finally escaped (leaving the girl I had been captured with, who was now stuck in a wheelchair.) It was horrible and terrifying. Oh CFK. I'd explain the dream in more detail, but I don't really want to get into it right now.
Last night, the lovely Ms Flux and I went to the premier of American Hardcore. It was great, though kind of incomplete feeling. You should definitely see it if you can, though. Even if you just have an interest in underground music and not specifically hardcore. Then we ate vegan food, because that's how we roll.
I had a really strange dream last night. Charles Foster Kane was a psychotic killer, keeping girls locked in the top level of his giant high rise, torturing and murdering them. I was there, my teeth were falling out, but I finally escaped (leaving the girl I had been captured with, who was now stuck in a wheelchair.) It was horrible and terrifying. Oh CFK. I'd explain the dream in more detail, but I don't really want to get into it right now.
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Or something like that. Or they're just dreams involving teeth falling out.
I had a dream when I was little that my two front teeth came out randomly, and they were, like, three feet long. They were tusks, really. They'd fit in my mouth before, but they fell out and grew into tusks thereafter, and were laying on the table at school, and I was just kind of looking at them--sort of like, "Huh. Ain't that the damnest thing."
Weird.