my tummy hurts.
i blame steph, or something.
Yar, Kharma is biting my ass for having such a great weekend. It started last night with me hitting the rugby mobile. For the uninitiated, the rugby mobile is a little grey shitbox car that sits outside Steph's apartment often. The topher-moble made a rather unskillful turn and dragged its side along the bumper of ye olde rugbymobile. I don't know how that car looks, but the Tophermobile got bent out of shape and has a new grey racing stripe!
Feck. That was a hit and run I suppose. Glen the can man saw me I'm sure. Tessa enjoyed it. It was funny, but very bad. At least there was lots of pretty fog.
Maren informed me that neighbors spotted a man lurking outside another neighbors house across the street Monday night. Naturally, my paranoid brain heard footsteps outside my window last night and saw a silouhette. In my dreams, my house was the new middle school and I was hiding in my room. The lights weren't working… fuck!! I just realized that I switched the lights and nothing happened, I took it as a sign that they'd been cut… Damn you Waking Life! Anyway, no light. At one point Maren and Emma showed up and scared the crap out of me. I lurked around the room and found Emma and hid behind her. Maren was somewhere else. I had a gun for some reason, but it wouldn't fire. Later, the stalker-guy came in. I tried to shoot him, but the gun wasn't working. He killed Maren.
Not cool at all.
In another dream, I bought a swimswuit for Gym!
Some nights, I really hate my dreams.
This morning when I woke up, I noticed after a little that my glasses had fallen on the floor in the night and I had stepped on them. In my first attempt to fix it, a lens popped out and I noticed it was chipped. I was later able to re-bend them and pop the lens back in, but they're still messed up. I don't want tot take the time to fix.. yargh.
I've just felt like a screw up in general for the past day. I didn't even make a comic. I could be doing that now, but instead I'm deadjournaling.. wheee.
I want to be in Aberdeen. I want Mandy. I wan Juicy Kolbness. I… feck, now I'm addicted. I blame Steph and Tessa for their beautiful goodness. Squish. MEAT dun dun dun dun dun SANDWICH!
Oh, I keep trying to tell people this, but no one's listened, so I'll type it.
Have you ever woken up but been completely unable to move? You can look around, but control no part of your body. If it was a dream, it was damn scary, because I tried to wake up, but couldn't which isn't normal for me. I'm rather good at pulling out of dreams.
It was like my whole body was asleep. I was freaking out, but decided to calm down and let it pass. I think I fell back to sleep. Later I woke up again and could move an arm or something, but it was all tingly because my whole body was asleep. I managed to roll off the bed and then I was worried I was going to break something since I couldn't feel any part of my body still. Slowly I think my parts woke up and I climbed back in.
It's possible this was all a dream, but very freak since I have no idea if it was real or not.
That's all for now my droogies!