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wolven7I'm laying on a bed, with Armitage, talking abou various facets of our lives, in slumber party fashion. The bed is huge, and i'm streched across the foot of it, while she's laying length-wise. As we're talking, her dad comes in the room, and asks us what's up, and what we want for dinner.
Kevin is sitting at a bench, talking about the cooking habits of whales, and about how they don't like to eat squid raw, if there's a stove handy. He proceeds to explain how this relates to auras, and sex.
Ness is there, talking to me about seeming inconsequentia. She laughs.
I'm sitting with Coryn, outside. We're on a bench, and Kevin is mixing and spinning, in the background. We are all near/under the steps of a house, and in the basement of the house, at the same time. Kevin's turn-tables are set up near the windows, and the steps are to my left. Off to the side, there's the impression of a forest.
I'm in a house that i've been in before. It's the house i ran to, to get away from whatever giant/Ring Wraith ype things were chasing me, months ago. It feels, somewhat, like Armitage's house did. I'm in the house with my mom, and aunt, and other family members.
I'm in the Batcave. All of Batman's cars have been smashed, and completely totalled. I'm upstairs, in the garage of Wayne Manor, and Robin is there. All of Bruce Wayne's cars are totalled, as well. Nightwing/Robin is helping to console Bruce, because this means that someone knows that he is Batman. They have to figure out who.
Oswald Cobblepot is distressed. He's not feeling loved, or respected by the people. He needs to show them that he's a softer, gentler Cobblepot. His aide says to him, "Then I've got it: Tomorrow we go back on the campaign trail, with me as your wife." She loves him, and wants to be with him. He rejects her, and moves off, down the hallway. I come running up, through all the Press, and say that i need to speak with Mrs. Vice President, alone, without the press. We need to talk about her impending pregnancy. I see Erika, standing off to the side, at the end of the hall.
I walk towards Erika, and i'm at The Movie Theater, which has added to itself, and changed. We're supposed to make a date to go see "Reign of Fire," and, as it's GSU's movie theater, we can get in for free. Erika's hair is still curly, but now it's black. She goes into the thearter, to sit down, and i go up to the window, to get a ticket. Megan's at the ticket counter, and appearantly she's been waiting for me. We talk, for awhile, and we're in her room, looking at the original comic book, for Invader Zim. I look at the TV, as a newcast is talking about how a Mexican software company is stealing Sega Games, and how the debate is raging as to whether or not they have rights to it.
I'm playing Sonic 2, on the Underwater Ruins stage, and i'm running out of air. As i'm running out of air, i'm not only playing the game, i'm IN the game, and i'm feelig far too reminded of a childhood recurring nytemare. After i find one air bubble, I can't find anymore, so i have to surface, or i'll drown. I find and swim over to a group of close set pillars, throw the contoller through, and swim up.
I surface, on top of an up raised lawn, and i feel like i'm in "Wuthering Heights." Everything around me is very Victorian, and 1890's. There's this old woman, talking about how she used to swim in those ruins, for hours. One of the old me, near her, relates a story about how they kept her out of there, for a while. She find out that something she had always thought was true, was not. The old man says "Well... you asked." I look across and slightly to the left of the ruins, and water, and someone is cooking out. We're at the house in Olney, Maryland, where i grew up. We have just gotten back, from the movies and the mall. Some guy is cooking out, and I know him to be my "uncle," meaning he's really just a family friend. I hand him a note from my father. After he reads it, he says "You have to admire his guts, in this; to fully acknowledge that someone is Family, and then continue, anyway." The letter was about not wanting him around, anymore. I take out the trash, Throw it next the grage/car-port, and watch it roll down the slight grade, to the mifddle of the walkway. I wake up
k-chan - [Pro-Regression]--- My fragmented, and disjointed dreams. Kept waking up, this morning, for not good reason. Some time around 7 was the first one, and then there was one at 10, and 11.45, and finally 12 something... Every tyme i woke up, i worte down wha ti could remember of the dreams i had just had, or i knew i would forget them. So i wrote them down... Shit... i'm starting Moving, today.
I hate moving. But there's nothing for it, really, other than to chain myself to some integral part of the house, and if i was going to do that for ANYwhere, it would have been the Douglas House. So named because it belonged to General Douglas, during the Civil War. It was a really great house. So nice and haunted... But alas, my time there is done, as is my time here, so i move, and i bloody well get my Ass in Gear, in looking for both my own place, and a new job. And that's that.
k-chan - [Tresspassing With A Purpose]--- I've been listening to a lot of Kevin's music, recently... Miss having him around, to hang out wioth, whenever, i guess... Hrmm... But, anywho, i'm going to head off of here, in a few. I'll see you all later.
Day Dream
Kevin is sitting at a bench, talking about the cooking habits of whales, and about how they don't like to eat squid raw, if there's a stove handy. He proceeds to explain how this relates to auras, and sex.
Ness is there, talking to me about seeming inconsequentia. She laughs.
I'm sitting with Coryn, outside. We're on a bench, and Kevin is mixing and spinning, in the background. We are all near/under the steps of a house, and in the basement of the house, at the same time. Kevin's turn-tables are set up near the windows, and the steps are to my left. Off to the side, there's the impression of a forest.
I'm in a house that i've been in before. It's the house i ran to, to get away from whatever giant/Ring Wraith ype things were chasing me, months ago. It feels, somewhat, like Armitage's house did. I'm in the house with my mom, and aunt, and other family members.
I'm in the Batcave. All of Batman's cars have been smashed, and completely totalled. I'm upstairs, in the garage of Wayne Manor, and Robin is there. All of Bruce Wayne's cars are totalled, as well. Nightwing/Robin is helping to console Bruce, because this means that someone knows that he is Batman. They have to figure out who.
Oswald Cobblepot is distressed. He's not feeling loved, or respected by the people. He needs to show them that he's a softer, gentler Cobblepot. His aide says to him, "Then I've got it: Tomorrow we go back on the campaign trail, with me as your wife." She loves him, and wants to be with him. He rejects her, and moves off, down the hallway. I come running up, through all the Press, and say that i need to speak with Mrs. Vice President, alone, without the press. We need to talk about her impending pregnancy. I see Erika, standing off to the side, at the end of the hall.
I walk towards Erika, and i'm at The Movie Theater, which has added to itself, and changed. We're supposed to make a date to go see "Reign of Fire," and, as it's GSU's movie theater, we can get in for free. Erika's hair is still curly, but now it's black. She goes into the thearter, to sit down, and i go up to the window, to get a ticket. Megan's at the ticket counter, and appearantly she's been waiting for me. We talk, for awhile, and we're in her room, looking at the original comic book, for Invader Zim. I look at the TV, as a newcast is talking about how a Mexican software company is stealing Sega Games, and how the debate is raging as to whether or not they have rights to it.
I'm playing Sonic 2, on the Underwater Ruins stage, and i'm running out of air. As i'm running out of air, i'm not only playing the game, i'm IN the game, and i'm feelig far too reminded of a childhood recurring nytemare. After i find one air bubble, I can't find anymore, so i have to surface, or i'll drown. I find and swim over to a group of close set pillars, throw the contoller through, and swim up.
I surface, on top of an up raised lawn, and i feel like i'm in "Wuthering Heights." Everything around me is very Victorian, and 1890's. There's this old woman, talking about how she used to swim in those ruins, for hours. One of the old me, near her, relates a story about how they kept her out of there, for a while. She find out that something she had always thought was true, was not. The old man says "Well... you asked." I look across and slightly to the left of the ruins, and water, and someone is cooking out. We're at the house in Olney, Maryland, where i grew up. We have just gotten back, from the movies and the mall. Some guy is cooking out, and I know him to be my "uncle," meaning he's really just a family friend. I hand him a note from my father. After he reads it, he says "You have to admire his guts, in this; to fully acknowledge that someone is Family, and then continue, anyway." The letter was about not wanting him around, anymore. I take out the trash, Throw it next the grage/car-port, and watch it roll down the slight grade, to the mifddle of the walkway. I wake up
k-chan - [Pro-Regression]--- My fragmented, and disjointed dreams. Kept waking up, this morning, for not good reason. Some time around 7 was the first one, and then there was one at 10, and 11.45, and finally 12 something... Every tyme i woke up, i worte down wha ti could remember of the dreams i had just had, or i knew i would forget them. So i wrote them down... Shit... i'm starting Moving, today.
I hate moving. But there's nothing for it, really, other than to chain myself to some integral part of the house, and if i was going to do that for ANYwhere, it would have been the Douglas House. So named because it belonged to General Douglas, during the Civil War. It was a really great house. So nice and haunted... But alas, my time there is done, as is my time here, so i move, and i bloody well get my Ass in Gear, in looking for both my own place, and a new job. And that's that.
k-chan - [Tresspassing With A Purpose]--- I've been listening to a lot of Kevin's music, recently... Miss having him around, to hang out wioth, whenever, i guess... Hrmm... But, anywho, i'm going to head off of here, in a few. I'll see you all later.
Day Dream
