timeandtimeagain

so how goes this week for everyone so far? today im so absolutely funking bored its unreal...i just feel really unmotivated...alas...oh also my i've just noticed that my house is covered in blood, apparently its mine from when i cut my hand open the other night...should probably clean it up

anyway...i had this mental dream last night it was crazytown...i dont know how to do that spoilers thing so you'l just have to not bother reading it if you cant be arsed...

here goes...

The Dream

I was sat on this grassy section next to a road in my home town of Lowestoft. The sky was a dark yellow, and i was watching the annual air show, all the planes flying over the beach whizzing past. Then suddenly all this huge odd shaped planes start appearing, flying over me and landing behind the houses behind me, from these planes come little flying discs, loads of them start flying out and landing/crashing onto the floor. At this point im downing one of the beers i have so i can use the bottle as some kind of weapon and i start to panic, i think it was a stubby bottle of stella so i try to assess its use as a weapon. From one of the crashed little discs a hatch opens and out falls a yellow burger carton (think the polystyrene McDonalds type). It rolls within about 5 foot of me and then opens up. All i can smell is burger and it smells fucking awesome, inside the carton is a burger. I prodd it and it hisses violently and then some eyes open up on te bun and it starts looking around. Two little crab like arm/claw things appear and it starts to move and hop around using said arms.

I turn and run, not before kicking it over, is squeaks and moans...

I kinda appear at my house which was near where the Planes landed. I enter and inside are loads of people i dont know. i dont recognise any of them, but they are all eating the burger things and telling me we are having a party. I dont trust them because i know they are aliens but they tell me that they are our friends. Either way i start drinking and getting drunk, i talk to this blonde woman who is pretty hot, she says she wants to talk to me, so takes me upto my room. When we get there she strips instantly and starts going down on me, we then move to the bed and start having sex. She has awesome boobs . After, she rolls over to me and asks how it was? I start to talk but i feel totally under control and cant say my own words, she interupts and laughs saying "now you're fucked...You've impregenated me with your human child and now we shall take over your planet."

At this point i start to freak out and push her away but for some reason time skips about six months and my house has been turned into a clinical white cafe/gallery/meeting place. But i know that i've been trying to hide and trying to escape but i always get caught and lured into sex by the girl (hehe i guess im just so weak willed!!!) Then i see my chance as i creep into the customer toilets and hop out of the window. I fucking run for ages but never seem to get anywhere. But then i meet with the rest of the humans (whats left of them...) and i hop into their massive lorries and we speed off but we get chased by these six legge, long alien dogs called Cerebrai. The lorry is smahing through the streets and eventually crashes at which point i get out and hide out in this darkend closed shop, finding a rack with all soft toys on. I see one that catches my eye, its a guernsey cow toy, but i dont take it becuase i tell myself that even though every thing is fucked stealing is wrong. I get my skatebard and head out to the street again and everything is skateable, flatbanks, quarters rails, its like heaven but i know im getting chased and then the nose of my board breaks. Im pissed off but i wake up...END

Sorry it was so long but i really had to writeit down because its really freaked me out...i dont want aliens to attack/invade us...i'd be quite worried i think.. ...what a funkin nut job...today has been strange so far...

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Reuben - Stuck in My Throat

"...now your sorry...everyone's always so...sorry...now i heard someone say that...to lose is not ok..."