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Hey, what's up? Journal entry #2 hurray! Thank God that last entry I wrote posted. I would have been some kinda pissed. GRRR. But today I'm ok, second day off in a row! Yesterday was my first time shopping on Gaia and it was great. I got the hang of it pretty quick. I couldn't buy much because I had just over 1,000, but I got two totally slammin' tops and some accessories for my home. =-).
heart I love it! But I couldn't figure out how to make the walls blue too. But I have a blue floor, and a blue clock, and that's cool enough. Beginning to look like home. Too bad you can't buy like scenery to put in the window. I don't like the whole white look. That's not what I see when I look out my window. But anyway....my main reason for posting today, didn't even happen on Gaia. I just wanted to go through this crazy, crazy dream I had last night. Just one in the chain, but it was a pretty fearsome nightmare. It was just this collage of scenarios in which I was running for my life, minutes away from being killed. First I was running from tornados. Then I was fighting to the death with a tiger cub. Then I had a dream that I was rich, and someone had hired a hitman to kill off me and my family. I had to make a break for it in a stolen Jaguar, but one of those fancy, old fart Jaguars, not a revvin' sports cars. And I'm racing through my apartment complex in this car, and I guess like the back up hit man starts comin' up the road towards me in a beat up decades old red farmers truck, in reverse, and just as he's about to back up into me, I throw the emergency break on, and jump out of the car and start running on foot. And I can see this big tall leggy farmer guy pumpin' up the street behind me in overalls, and then these two ladies, I don't know whether they were sisters or lovers come out of their house and tell me to get in their car and they'll drive me somewhere safe. So we make it as far as the gas station, and then my dream ends. How much bullshit is that. Nobody get's shot, nobody dies, in any portion of my dream. I'm still running for my life, but I have no idea whether I live or not. twisted Why, does my own head insist on ******** with me like that! b*****d. And BK, guess what? Guess who ended up being the person who hired the hit man in my dream? Melissa. That girl gets such a bad wrap in my dreams. It's crazy. Yeah, it's wierd that she makes cameos in my dreams, but not in a good way. She's always like yelling at me, or trying to kill me, or doing some other super mean thing. Oh, yeah, one time like right after I first met her, I had a dream she was like a vampire queen. And I was just on vacation with my parents, staying in this hotel in some distant city, and I decided to go for a walk by myself and I stumble upon like this room with a red satin douvet I think it's called, like a day bed, with red satin hanging from the walls. And I guess like the room is laced with knock out gas or something because I end up falling asleep on the douvet, and it's like in the middle of the day. And when I woke up, it was night time, and she was sitting on a thrown across the room from me with her vampire teeth out, with fresh blood on them. And I reach up and feel my neck (in the dream) and there're no bite marks on my neck so I like breathe a sigh of relief. And she looks over at me, and rolls her eyes and sneers, and says something like 'You're too young', or, "You're not my type', and she lets me scamper out of the room with my life. But like, in this dream, she was like this second in command, corrupt, take out the competition, busineswoman, for like some banking firm or something. She was kinda like that lady from Kill Bill, the blonde scary one, with the eye patch. I don't know what happened to her in the dream either. She was at this socialite party when the dream ended. Maybe there'll be a part two to the dream. Tell me if you think it has movie appeal? Would you go see it if there was a little more to it? My muse is psychotic. blaugh
Ah, well, I guess that's it. It's not, but I went too far off topic to get back on track.
I'll write later, bye