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wolven71. Reply with your name and I will write something random about you.
2. I will then tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I will pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in. (because there is always room for jello...)
4. I will say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I will tell you my first memory of you.
6. I will tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll then ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. Put this in your journal, or... something...
Count number 8 as a symbollic viral mutation. It's my birthday, I'm allowed.
Dreams... this morning.. of someone trying to drag me out into the woods and kill me, for being me, which also entailed being a werewolf. I knew what he was going to do, and was planning to kill him with his own gun. On the way there, through a part of DC, a grizzled old cop saw me, with the gun in my hand, as we drove. He yelled at us, to stop, but we kept driving, as he had no real reason to stop us. We were turning a corner, when suddenly there were Dogs, everywhere, and they were hunting things. They weren't normal dogs, they only kind of Looked it. There was a huge Saint Bernard, and he almost got hit by the car in front of us. (The Dresden Dolls - [Missed Me (Live)]). We kept driving, and it was to this grand opening of a club. The streets were apocalyptic, fire trucks and ambulances, everywhere, just in case, but it was really across the street to which we were trying to get. They wouldn't let us on the same Street, without an invitation, so the club owner's wife vouched for us, and we went in.
Strange fucking dream symbols, last night.
Woken up by phone calls from many different people... Tired and in pain, as i didn't actually get to sleep, unto 5.40-something, due to staying up for the Hour of my birth. Now i'm Up, though, and should get started, on today.
See you kids later.
2. I will then tell you what song/movie reminds me of you.
3. I will pick a flavor of jello to wrestle with you in. (because there is always room for jello...)
4. I will say something that only makes sense to you and me.
5. I will tell you my first memory of you.
6. I will tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll then ask you something that I've always wondered about you.
8. Put this in your journal, or... something...
Count number 8 as a symbollic viral mutation. It's my birthday, I'm allowed.
Dreams... this morning.. of someone trying to drag me out into the woods and kill me, for being me, which also entailed being a werewolf. I knew what he was going to do, and was planning to kill him with his own gun. On the way there, through a part of DC, a grizzled old cop saw me, with the gun in my hand, as we drove. He yelled at us, to stop, but we kept driving, as he had no real reason to stop us. We were turning a corner, when suddenly there were Dogs, everywhere, and they were hunting things. They weren't normal dogs, they only kind of Looked it. There was a huge Saint Bernard, and he almost got hit by the car in front of us. (The Dresden Dolls - [Missed Me (Live)]). We kept driving, and it was to this grand opening of a club. The streets were apocalyptic, fire trucks and ambulances, everywhere, just in case, but it was really across the street to which we were trying to get. They wouldn't let us on the same Street, without an invitation, so the club owner's wife vouched for us, and we went in.
Strange fucking dream symbols, last night.
Woken up by phone calls from many different people... Tired and in pain, as i didn't actually get to sleep, unto 5.40-something, due to staying up for the Hour of my birth. Now i'm Up, though, and should get started, on today.
See you kids later.
