It was myself, laughing, on a television screen...

Over the past few days, i'll have... i guess you could call them blackouts, where i've been seeing myself, inside myself, in the Void, on a television screen. The first tyme i saw it, i thought it was someone else, and i've been chasing it, every tyme i saw it, because i wanted to know who was inside that part of me, and what the fuck they thought they were doing.

Well i caught the television, tonyte. It was me. I was laughing at myself, for the way i was acting, and i was obseving it all, and i caught me. Before i knew it was me, i ripped myself out of the screen, saying "This is my head. You can't escape by going deeper." And i held it, and tried to know what it was. There was an explosion of energy, and i was then holding a child...

It was empty, and maleable, and i was able to fill it with what i needed. Then i integrated it into myself, again. i feel better, now, and more whole. i simply wanted to tell you that. i'm done, until further notice.

Good Nytes. Good Days. Dream Well

It's 11.00 am. This is somehow not as wrong as it should be...

i'm in an apartment. it belongs to some member of my family. We're holding a wake/breakfast, and two of my aunts are there, and there is importance in the someberness of everyone's actions, and not much is said. There is food cooked, and some fun, family-esque arguements about petty shite, but no one's heart is really in it. i walk out of the dining room, into my room.

i'm in some section of an Airport. i get the distinct feeling that there's a movie theater around me, somewhere. My mother is there, and she's waiting with me, as i wait for my plane. i'm wearing a British greatcoat, and i tell my mom i need to run to the bathroom. She says ok, but that i should hurry. As i run to the bathroom, i hear the announcers saying that all of the connecting flight passengers should be getting back on the plane, and i knew that i had plenty of tyme. i get back from the bathroom, and i get on the plane. My mom is sad, but proud, and i know that i'm going to miss her for a long tyme, and it makes me fairly sad, and i hug her goodbye.

Theodore and Simon, from the Chipmunks, are in a swamp, looking for something, for Dave. They have a device that picks up a sort of transmission, from what they're looking for. Simon stops them, and there is an alligator-like thing that comes up from under the swamp water. It grabs onto what looks like a string, and pulls. This stickywraped bundle of Something that may be a bbird, comes off of the tree, and the Alligator Thing tries to eat it, and gets sucked into the sticky ball of webbing.They get thrown back into the tree.

There's the impression of the Woods/Mountains and Patrick, again.

There is a flash of a fuse box, and of one of the circuit breakers being "on" while all the others were off.

i'm still in the woods. i'm in a hundred-foot-tall Mecha, and i'm hiding from people, and fighting whoever comes my way. There is the idea of space, like if i walk out of the woods, i would be in Space, surrounded by bits of asteroid, and stars. i sit in my mech, and i wait. i wake up

Tori Amos - [Time]--- There's what i remember of my dreams, last nyte... i don't know what masot of that means... There's the obvious thing of missing my mother (she's going to be down here, next week), and the family thing. But my main question is what the fuck was up with that Alvin and the Chipmunks shite... People have been having weird dreams, recently, and i hope that they are meaningful... i'm going to go do stuff.

Back later. Day Dream Well

Simply Because Calvin is God.

You are Civilian Calvin! You don't get to travel much outside your neighborhood, but you still manage to get in plenty of trouble. When you're not acting up, you like to wax philosophical. Take the What Calvin are You? Quiz by contessina_2000@yahoo.com!

And these because they're accurate... i meant Fun....