Don't you fucking Touch her. Dreams.

[wolven7]

Veruca Salt - [One Last Time]--- Dreams of going to the comic store (Oxford), and talking about Rick, who also happened to work there, at some points. The place was also a convenience store, and I was talking with mech_angel and Rick about comics, and i decided i really waned some milk. There were these tiny bottles, in the back, like four Oz. It was a little warm, but i pinned that on the fact that they had just stocked it. I drank it, and immediately threw up, far more than I drank.

Something, somewhere in there, about me saying something bad about someone who happened to be Japanese, and every Asian-American person, in a four block radius coming after me, because of it, and my having to fight them off, and we all looked like Simpsons Characters. (Blondie - [Tide Is High]). That segued into a giant war between me and Bart Simpson, done Arthurian Style, because he was making fun of Lisa, whose horse was smaller and less well groomed. She got the runt, and Bart got this amazing stallion, and they had Flags and banners, and they thought God wa on their side, and we had to show him that it didn't matter. God was ours.

That segued into a party which was in Phipps Plaza mall, which was also damnedsaint's house, but he didn't live there. One of the women who lived there was like a combination of my friend Caroline, Tori Amos, and mech_angel's supervisor, Anna-Louise. (Gorillaz - [Intro]). She had this really happy, but really world-weary kind of thing, about her, and she was genuinely nice, as long sa you didn't fuck with her. (Faith & The Muse - [The Burning Season]). There were people, there, who we didn't know, and they were behaving like this was some kind of frat party, rather than a casual get-together of friends. They were trying to get girls drunk, so they could coerce them into having sex with them. One of the girls was damnedsaint's ex-girlfriend Leslie. When we saw what they were up to, we went over and beat the shit out of the guys, and told the women to find a way home. Also, inversionthesis (Paul) was there, and he found a girl who liked him, but they didn't do anything, and their relationship was potentially genuine, past drunken groping.

I then told James to give me a cigarette, and his keys, and we started walking up the drive way, to the street, which turned into the Phipps parking lot. (Screamin' Jay Hawkins - [Temptation]). On the way, we ran into two guys, one of whom looked like Lil' John. They were {looking for} Lenox, and the highway.

I woke up, feeling sick, wanting to beat the shit out of someone, and wanting a pack of Turkish Royals. (Warren Zevon - [I Was in the House When the House Burned Down]). You people don't get it, do you? Well, some of you, you Definately get it, but others of you simply do not, i'm pretty sure.

kyrael and I one had a conversation about the fact that I prefer to focus on Ethics, rather than Morals, and, as such, I try to make sure that the people who pass within my sphere, and through my boneyard have their personal ethics straightened the Hell out. Things they will and won't do, under which circumstances, and with whom, and how they'll feel about it, the next day. I do this because of some bad experiences, and because of the fact that you should know your fucking limits.

U2 - [New Year's Day]--- Of course, my direct following statement, to that, is "And then Break them," but you maay not be ready for that.

You can Know Yourself, to a point. HellCorp can help.

Anyway, drstrangeal's birthday party, tonight. I didn't tell you, because he doesn't know a lot of you. Those he does, and asked me to tell, I told. Deal.

That being said, I'll be watching any fuckers I don't know like a godsdamned Hawk, watching a sparrow.

Six Ravens, and a random conversation, in the store, yesterday. Random older woman walking past me and drstrangeal, in the snacks and drinks isle, and asks me about the benefits of garlic, for thinning the blood. (My Life with the Thrill Kill Kult - [The Days Of Swine And Roses]). I respond that it helps, in any form, be it pills, fresh garlic, or garlic powder, in food, as it is an anti-coagulant, so, yeah, it'll help with high blood-pressure.

She thanked me, and went about her day.

What the fuck was that about, universe? I'm not a damned doctor. Speaking of which, I think Dr. Cox and J.D. were in the Arthurian Battle portion of my dream.

Strange.

Food now.

Comments

[mendori.livejournal.com]

Good morning sunshine, the earth says hello....

Im sorry, its the only valid responce i could have to this without typing more than 600 words.

[wolven.livejournal.com]

I think that's fair. Thanks for the reply. :)

[insomniated.livejournal.com]

I do not like that this is how other people make you feel.

[wolven.livejournal.com]

Other people being Stupid make me feel this way.

I know someone, doesn't live in this country anymore, but every time she came to a party, she would make out with someone else, or do some damned crazy thing, and good on her, for that.

The problem arose when, Ever Single Time, she freaked out about it, the next day and either "I can't believe i did that" or, to whichever person with whom she had made out, "I can't believe you let me do that."

In the rules, you get 3 of those, before you get me Talking to you. If it happens again, you're not my problem any more, you choices are dead to me.

[insomniated.livejournal.com]

I think that's fair. I don't do the "crazy party" thing. Even when I get totally wasted, I don't do that. The worst is shameful puking and some rambling and spilt secrets. Unless you've asked a close friend to be my baby-sitter, that kind of behaviour the next day is flat-out annoying.

Then again, I don't go to parties like that. They tend to piss me off. Just being around people acting like that, so many people so wasted they're being dumb, etc... Just puts me on edge. Which doesn't make me happy or relaxed. Which wouldn't be a good night. Which is what a party is about, right?

I think that the last time I hung out with more than 10 people at a time, I was 16. Not that I don't see the merits. It's just not for me. *crawls back into shell*

[wolven.livejournal.com]

That's fair.

My only gripe is that, if people are going to "lower their inhibitions" they just drop the pretext and fucking do it.

[insomniated.livejournal.com]

Yes.

[wolven.livejournal.com]

Right.

[kuranes.livejournal.com]

Helium is like a much better version of Veruca Salt. Like Veruca Salt for people who graduated high school.

[wolven.livejournal.com]

I can't not like Veruca Salt. They were With me, throughout middle and HighScool.

They epitomise a very formative part of my life.

[kuranes.livejournal.com]

You should listen to Helium anyway.

[wolven.livejournal.com]

I'll give 'em a chance :)

[unknownbinaries.livejournal.com]

'Know Thyself'. All the gay child molestation aside, the Greeks had some things right.

People still Don't Listen...

[wolven.livejournal.com]

They were, quite literally, teaching them what it meant to be men... Odd as that sounds.

And No, oten they don't. That's why we find new ways to communicate.