so this new job and me, oh yeah, we're gonna be friends.
this probably should have been expected, but boyhowdy did i have some freakin messed up dreams. Here's the gist:
My first SG dream:
I can remember wandering some sort of "event" somewhere, in the late afternoon. no idea where in hell we all were, or who most of the people were. in general it was fun, i met lot's of nice people, was generally my usual happy go lucky jack ass self, but i do remember pissing off Al and feeling really bad about it. like sincerely bad. like when i woe up, for a minute i wanted to get her flowers or something. then a bit of wanderfest, some drinking (in a dream is just plain weird), more people i don't know whose faces i've never seen (typical dream science) night passes on into morning. everyone i met was hot, and in that real world person with sweat and gin on their breath , sucking on cigarettes burping, farting, etc. the overall feeling of sincerity from this sleepy time hallucination is in fact just a little disturbing, but then in all my dreams i'm totally invested. and the last thing i remember is some really cute, trashed and trashy girlys asking me to either a) shoot video for them, or b) participate in the video with them. I think Stormy was whispering in my ear. shit i'll tell ya, dream or no, that's not a bad way to wake up. and i think by the end of it all Al gave me a hug, but then surely by then i knew it was a dream.
i've never, ever, ever since joining this site almost 2 years ago, ever had a dream about it. every once in a while a face will make a special guest appearance, but in general no. as dreams go , it was not too shabby, no freakiness, no zombie death vampire supernatural gods to attack and destroy. no harsh emotional revelations delivered with frightening clarity. yeah, it was good, good enough to wish other people had actually been there because it was fun.
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and for fun:
beards make me teh crazy
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and now i'm made of light
after a shave, haircut, 2 beers, and a pretty smile
this probably should have been expected, but boyhowdy did i have some freakin messed up dreams. Here's the gist:
My first SG dream:
I can remember wandering some sort of "event" somewhere, in the late afternoon. no idea where in hell we all were, or who most of the people were. in general it was fun, i met lot's of nice people, was generally my usual happy go lucky jack ass self, but i do remember pissing off Al and feeling really bad about it. like sincerely bad. like when i woe up, for a minute i wanted to get her flowers or something. then a bit of wanderfest, some drinking (in a dream is just plain weird), more people i don't know whose faces i've never seen (typical dream science) night passes on into morning. everyone i met was hot, and in that real world person with sweat and gin on their breath , sucking on cigarettes burping, farting, etc. the overall feeling of sincerity from this sleepy time hallucination is in fact just a little disturbing, but then in all my dreams i'm totally invested. and the last thing i remember is some really cute, trashed and trashy girlys asking me to either a) shoot video for them, or b) participate in the video with them. I think Stormy was whispering in my ear. shit i'll tell ya, dream or no, that's not a bad way to wake up. and i think by the end of it all Al gave me a hug, but then surely by then i knew it was a dream.
i've never, ever, ever since joining this site almost 2 years ago, ever had a dream about it. every once in a while a face will make a special guest appearance, but in general no. as dreams go , it was not too shabby, no freakiness, no zombie death vampire supernatural gods to attack and destroy. no harsh emotional revelations delivered with frightening clarity. yeah, it was good, good enough to wish other people had actually been there because it was fun.
~~~~
and for fun:
beards make me teh crazy
~~~~
and now i'm made of light
after a shave, haircut, 2 beers, and a pretty smile
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I have work tomorrow. For twelve fucking hours. With ten screwed up kids. And my natural high has worn off.
just catching up on my reading. be careful on the graveyard shift. that can drive a person insane. i like that picture even though it is a tad disturbing...