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this morning i growled at my alarm clock, i did not want to wake up
was having a dream, slightly annoying, but slightly fun
i allowed a vehicle to run over me and fell over like it hurt, but all they did was speed away laughing, so I followed them, floating up above the buildings so I could see them better, I think I eventually caught them and smashed their vehicle, I think that was why the police were mad at me, a nice younger police dude and an older fat police dude caught me, I did not really care and playfully resisted, they shot me, how annoying of them, I put their gun to my head and they shot me several more times, they were just making me angry these foolish people, but then a friend of mine showed up and went in a room with them to explain everything, they agreed that I we would both turn ourselves in, but instead of doing so we went back to our apartment where we and and another gall started packing our things and getting ready to move and go into hiding, on the way back to the apartment I dropped into third person view as my body combined with a pool of water and sprouted me out again on the other side and I ran through some concrete steps and barrier walls it was fun, back at the apartment I was packing up several bags, fitting in the things I enjoy, I started at the front of the house which was more like a shop display than the front of the house, but my bed was there and my clothing, there were all the items that I carried in my duffel bag the night before (minus the work clothing), and there were a few quilts some I recognized and some were made with similar fabric but much nicer those must be my room mate's (marla?), I layed on a bed for a bit trying to imagine my teddy bear as I thought about controlling dreams and such that I had read on a forum and supposed to be able to conjure objects, I put my hand infront of the area I wanted it to apear in, and thought about the teddy bear, but when I removed my hand there was no bear, pitty, I continued packing, I packed several sets of needle and thread and embroidery hoopes, I packed paintbrushes and acrilic paints, includeing the shiny metalic set I had gotten a year ago, i packed an ironing board, a few more quilts... people showed up but they were all men and they all went to the living room and watched tv... come to think of it all the stuff I was packing was all the stuff I enjoy that I havent gotten to do for a rather long amount of time, I enjoy dressing up in clothing to impress people, but my room mate doesnt seem to care, i enjoy painting but i have not had the ambition and i dont have the skill, i also enjoy making embroidery and quilts but i have not done that for years, eh stupid alarmclock
also time for work razz
Fay Da Way · Wed Aug 31, 2011 @ 03:22pm · 0 Comments |
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