X-posted and on painkillers:
yest. at 11-ish
Matt: Are you really dating jessica?
Me: It depends on what time it is.
I have strep throat. You would think, since many of you have not had this since childhood, that it only entails a sore throat. You would be really fucking wrong.
Symptoms of strep throat include:
* Red, sore throat with white patches
* Painful, difficult swallowing
* Bad breath
* Swollen, sore glands in the neck
* Fever
* Nausea (and possibly vomiting)
* Decreased appetite
* Rash
* Muscle aches and pains
* Fatigue
Every muscle in my fucking body hurts. My back feels like that of a 70 year-old woman, my head hurts, and all I want to do is sleep. Too bad I can't get a note to miss class for a long time (since I have a test on monday and a whole bunch of other shit to do. I'm just hoping that I'm well enough today to go to soundtribe sector 9. I've never seen them and heard that they are fucking awesome.
. and I had a strange dream today (as I alwasy do when I am sick). I remember this giant bear from when I was a little kid (spawned by me watching hunter or something like that... a video game). I remember things about this giant bear statue and at first think that I am making it up, fabricating it within my mind, until I realize that it's not the bear from the mall of GA, it's not the bear from the video game, it's the actual bear from my childhood memories. After this realization, I try to remember why i remember this bear so very well. I remember trying to find matching gloves as a kid within my drawers. As I see this from 1st person POV, the gloves I pull out of the piles are so tiny and of different colors. They were the exact gloves I wore as a kid and I tried to find a pair. After this I ran out of the house as someone guided me to my "after school program" since my parents both worked. I went through the woods that were laden with snow. FInally the person oulled back some of the branches to unveil a small field. It was filled with children of all ages up to 14. It had several dogs running around and even people running around on the ground that were about an inch tall. I ran after one of the dogs that looked like one of my old dogs, being careful not to step on any of the people. When I looked back down at myself, I was 20 again (rather than somewhere between the ages of 3 and 5). Some of the older kids that were 14 or so began to stare at me as if I should not be there. I noticed the giant teddy bear statue in the middle of the small field... then, as if he had been there all the time, this old man came up to me. He glared for a little while. As the glare faded into a normal glance, he looked away and began to speak. As he pointed to an old poodle-esque dog in the distance he asked, "See that dog over there?" I nodded even though I could barely make it out. I only really saw that it had greyish hair and the semblace of a beard (the white hair around the snout that older dogs get). "Do you know this dog?" he asked. learning at this time what I probably knew the entire time I said, "I don't know yet, I have not lived my life." The man smiled and nodded. I had come to the realization that I remembered the bear because I had come here when I was little. People were staring at me because I was older, and it is mostly children that are able to find this place. Now, at this point I don't remember if it was said or thought in the dream, but I rmember an explanation of this place being a place where time as the 4th dimention does not exist. That is why I came in as a child with a perfect memory of it, but as soon as I got confused and tried to being in the concept of time I changed back. This place exists only in ones mind, but it is very real. we meet here sometimes when we feel we need to. The old poodle transformed back into a young dog and ran off just as I grasped to hold on to the dream and stay in this place. The last memory I have of the dream, which stayed with me momentarily while the dream did not, was the image of an outstretched hand trying to grasp mine and keep me in this place. I tried to grab it, but could not hold on as I woke up.
My question: who led me back to this place, and will they do it again... Was this the same person that tried to hold me there and save me from having to come back?
yest. at 11-ish
Matt: Are you really dating jessica?
Me: It depends on what time it is.
I have strep throat. You would think, since many of you have not had this since childhood, that it only entails a sore throat. You would be really fucking wrong.
Symptoms of strep throat include:
* Red, sore throat with white patches
* Painful, difficult swallowing
* Bad breath
* Swollen, sore glands in the neck
* Fever
* Nausea (and possibly vomiting)
* Decreased appetite
* Rash
* Muscle aches and pains
* Fatigue
Every muscle in my fucking body hurts. My back feels like that of a 70 year-old woman, my head hurts, and all I want to do is sleep. Too bad I can't get a note to miss class for a long time (since I have a test on monday and a whole bunch of other shit to do. I'm just hoping that I'm well enough today to go to soundtribe sector 9. I've never seen them and heard that they are fucking awesome.
. and I had a strange dream today (as I alwasy do when I am sick). I remember this giant bear from when I was a little kid (spawned by me watching hunter or something like that... a video game). I remember things about this giant bear statue and at first think that I am making it up, fabricating it within my mind, until I realize that it's not the bear from the mall of GA, it's not the bear from the video game, it's the actual bear from my childhood memories. After this realization, I try to remember why i remember this bear so very well. I remember trying to find matching gloves as a kid within my drawers. As I see this from 1st person POV, the gloves I pull out of the piles are so tiny and of different colors. They were the exact gloves I wore as a kid and I tried to find a pair. After this I ran out of the house as someone guided me to my "after school program" since my parents both worked. I went through the woods that were laden with snow. FInally the person oulled back some of the branches to unveil a small field. It was filled with children of all ages up to 14. It had several dogs running around and even people running around on the ground that were about an inch tall. I ran after one of the dogs that looked like one of my old dogs, being careful not to step on any of the people. When I looked back down at myself, I was 20 again (rather than somewhere between the ages of 3 and 5). Some of the older kids that were 14 or so began to stare at me as if I should not be there. I noticed the giant teddy bear statue in the middle of the small field... then, as if he had been there all the time, this old man came up to me. He glared for a little while. As the glare faded into a normal glance, he looked away and began to speak. As he pointed to an old poodle-esque dog in the distance he asked, "See that dog over there?" I nodded even though I could barely make it out. I only really saw that it had greyish hair and the semblace of a beard (the white hair around the snout that older dogs get). "Do you know this dog?" he asked. learning at this time what I probably knew the entire time I said, "I don't know yet, I have not lived my life." The man smiled and nodded. I had come to the realization that I remembered the bear because I had come here when I was little. People were staring at me because I was older, and it is mostly children that are able to find this place. Now, at this point I don't remember if it was said or thought in the dream, but I rmember an explanation of this place being a place where time as the 4th dimention does not exist. That is why I came in as a child with a perfect memory of it, but as soon as I got confused and tried to being in the concept of time I changed back. This place exists only in ones mind, but it is very real. we meet here sometimes when we feel we need to. The old poodle transformed back into a young dog and ran off just as I grasped to hold on to the dream and stay in this place. The last memory I have of the dream, which stayed with me momentarily while the dream did not, was the image of an outstretched hand trying to grasp mine and keep me in this place. I tried to grab it, but could not hold on as I woke up.
My question: who led me back to this place, and will they do it again... Was this the same person that tried to hold me there and save me from having to come back?
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Oh, your crotch pic mentioned in another journal entry. It's not that bad.. it's rather nice as crotches go...