wolven7 | Guten Tag. "Non Illegitimi Carborundum Est."

A Perfect Circle - [Pet]--- So, this morning people asking questiohns about "what do you do when people think you're Evil?" and i answer with things along the lines of "tell them 'good eye.'" Cause everyone has some evil in them, even if subjugated. (Coldplay - [Clocks]). Disturbing images. Interesting dreams. Woke up at 12.30, and i blame

mech_angel >_< Heheh. The part of me that wanted to talk to her, online, more than it wanted to sleep, won.

{1.48pm: We're in the house, and it's a school, inside, and Kathryn and other people are there, and i have a huge crush on someone, to the point where i don't want to walk around, in front of her, because, to quote Greg Brady, "Some came up." And i'm getting teased, mercilessly, by people, because of this, but i don't care, as long as she likes me back. There's something happening, on the lawn.}

Dreams of wandering a house in a swank section of Town, which is a combination of the more expensive areas of Atlanta, and DC. It's all residential buildings. Town houses, and stand-alone, three storie houses, not big enough to be called mansions. There is a large, wooded, front yard to my house, and it's my house, but it isn't my house. I'm watching the place for someone who is like my parent, who is not there. Ron Jeremy is there, as are several other people, in cluding mech_angel, AL, and Seth. Ron Jeremy starts singing a song, musical style, and dancing around in the front yard, which also, now, has a parking lot, in which there are porn models. Every well-known porn model ever is in the front lot, and he wants us to sing and dance with him, through and about the porn models. I don't want to offend mech_angel, but the song is infectious. I look over to talk to her, and she's already dancing, and singing, but the song isn't about porn models, anymore. There is something, in the background meaning of the sosng, when we curve north, towards some treailers, about computers, and some problem that i was supposed to be fixing.

Seth and i, and some other people, are walking up to the front of the house, up the stairs, after the dance number, and we see a black rodent, scurry from next to the door. I say "Squirrel," then i see it better, and i see it's a rat, at which point i say "No, Rat." Then we get to the door, and there is a small black cat, in front of te door, i berate the cat for letting the rat get away, before i could talk to it. Impressions of "Garfield," here, and more than imperssions. Goiong through my garfield books, and i's a spring, sunny day, as well as night, out, and there is some kind of fair, in the front yard/lot area. Thinking of and looking at the new garfield books.

A bunch of people have all just gone to see some movie or another, at the mall, and raoin is talking to me about something, about the construction of myself and the universe. I start talking, randomly, about things, and not really bothering to string it together. As she begins to counter with something along the lines of "Well, what about This: what I think happened was that Seth. . ." and as i'm about to tell her that We had already determined that i was the reason Seth was alive, due to my ordering the assassination of the Archduke Franz Ferdinand, i wake up

Marlene Dietrich - [Cabaret]--- And, now, here i am. Needing to do some studying, somet reading, and some eating, at some damned point, today. (The Smiths - [How Soon Is Now]). Back later.

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