..Peculiar violent dreams. I blame multiple sources, as at least dream number two of two involved Buffy, Faith, Joker, Harley Quinn, some other batman-universe bad girl, a horde of goblins directed by Joker, a train/subway tunnel system thing, and my ass-kickingly awesome self. Who might have been a Slayer, or a DC hero, or heaven only know what I was.

Took a bus to the terminal to meet Buffy and Faith, perhaps with some notion of showing them up by defeating Joker and his goblin hordes before they even made it to the Slayers. Realised I was on the bus with all the goblins, right about as we reached the destination, at which point I began to unleash a can of whup-ass on folk. I slashed the throat of Joker's blonde friend (Harley? Faces were blurred in the fight, and I can't quite recall) and he got all "GRAAAR NOBODY KILLS MY HARLEY" (guess it was)and then I launched off of something and stabbed him through the throat as well. The poor, now stunned-still, girl at his side I thought was actually Harl, but I'm still unclear, however I smiled at her and whispered that because I'd always loved her, she'd die a cleaner death. Which somehow involved a clean run of the blade across (through, really, I suppose..) her throat after I'd brushed a kiss over her lips.

WHY THE THROATS, GAIS? Morbid dreams, much?

Anyway, after smooching and slashing miss painted-lips (Still unsure, perhaps there were two Harleys? But this one had red hair I think, and the other was platinum blonde. Which Harl is not, exactly. Buh?) I kicked and slashed down a few goblins, and the rest disbursed rapidly in the face of my wrath, and I went to see Buffy and Faith. The Slayers were, get this, sitting around eating tasty little tartlette-pie things! Like, I dunno, some peculiar combination of fruit tart and berry shortcake. All like nothing was happening. And they were like "oh hey, wassup? Want some noms?" or Faith was anyway, and Buffy just gave me this look like "oh hai lol whut u doin there? Somethin happen?" and I was like "geez gais, was only me stabbin' Joker in the throat and killin his minions and shits for you." And they were like "oh hey, you stabbed him? So he's done nao?" and I was like "Yes, only really it's Joker so he'll be back alive later, I dunno how but he will" and then I woke up.


WHUT. SRS WHUT.

I'm gonna go take a shower, now that I've written it all out and had a cup of tea.


ETA: No, no, wait. I'd already killed Blonde (Harley?) earlier on, she was dead and for some reason known only to Joker he was hauling her around with him. And there was some other chick that I took out, I think. Or maybe it was her again? It's all blurry dream-memory. T.T I can't remember.

Soooo, for those of you who don't wait for my LJ to post my tweets at midnight;

You know that the universe is playing silly buggers around me tonight. I don't know what it is (and I'm sure there's things I'm forgetting to include) but tonight has been full of various sorts of fail, most of it ironic.

Most of it reasonably amusing. ( And cut for length, as this post got a little out of hand. )

I've now done enough babble for one night, I think; time for bed. Everyone else retired forever ago, I'm the only one left awake and it's about my bedtime. Goodnight, all. Love and kisses and well-wishes.

So I decided to get something useful accomplished today, and actually go through a few of my boxes and whatnot. Ended up choosing to sort my schoolwork box from High School (is it strange that suddenly that seems so very far away now?) and found a few precious gems of amusement therein. I don't know how I got away with some of the things I did as assignments, really, but the combination of practicality and imagination was certainly unmatched before or since. XD

In particular, I've found a few random doodles or phrases here and there, most of which I won't share because the doodles were connected to the randomness. However, there's one piece of paper that actually made me laugh out loud, in that "Dude, what the hell was I thinking, but that's funny.." sort of way.

It's labeled "Homework #10 - "Story Sketches" - 2-26-03" and there's only one item on the sheet. Directly copied, no corrections or changes made:

"1. Emily woke up hungry, but waited for French Toast to be ready, and got hungrier. She ate French Toast, and was no longer hungry. (French Toast wasn't so happy about being eaten, but that's a whole other story.)"


And here I sit, staring in a bemused fascination. What was the assignment, anyways? Where on earth did that come from? Yet it's so very me that I can't help but get a kick out of it. I felt a need to share it with y'all, as just one of those flashback moments to who I used to be, yanno?

Maybe I'll find more interesting things later. Better get back to work. *Grin.*

curled up on the couch in the Crack Den, randomly messing around on the internet with the PSP that James has long-term loaned me, and being thoroughly amused by zombie insurgence RP.

Apparently the zombies have taken over Silverdale and my love has been infected. It is not yet June 13th and the zombie incursion was unexpected so early in the year, which is probably why they've been this successful thus far.

I am still looking for some sort of cure for this condition. Hopefully before James decides that my brains are tasty, and I'm forced to shoot him.

So far he's been docile and quiet, after my initial warning about the state of my brains and his head versus my shotgun should he try anything. It seems one can retain some manner of lucid thought even after being bitten. I wonder how long it lasts.. In any case he's chained himself to the couch and returned to his programming work while I continue to research a cure.

Called Matt, told him to bring his shotgun. He missed the first surge of zombies, now littering the ground outside, and so far it's been fairly quiet since he arrived to guard my back while I use my google-fu.

Any thoughts? Anywhere you can point me to, my dear friends, in hopes of finding a cure before we become one with these monsters? Any hope of salvation for my love? Please, tell me there's something.

Note to self:

Anistasia's "Once Upon a December"...

Would make for an awesome, twisted, broken NOIR vid.

Anime vidding world, I hope you are ready for this.

Cause someday... When I've finished watching the series... And have appropriate vidding software...

I am gonna make that an awesome vid.

Or make someone else do it for me, I'm not exactly picky.

Volunteers?

Great. Big. Fucking. Sign.


I don't get it. I really, really don't get it.


"So, you know when you kissed me goodnight last week...? Well... that was kinda my first kiss with a girl."


My brain: "Ahahahahaha.. wait. You're serious?" AND "Ahahahaha, so what, you've only ever kissed guys before? 8D"

And then: "Waitasecond. So that means you're a... Oh fuck."


What came out my mouth: "Haha, really? ..You're so oddly sheltered. It's kind of cute. n.n;"


Now: "NOT. A. FUCKING. CHERRY. CHASER. No. Just.. wtf? Universe. You must hate me. Do I have a GREAT BIG FUCKING SIGN OVER MY HEAD?!?"

Universe: "Why yes. It says 'I Fuck Virgins' in big glowing neon flashy letters. Why do you ask? It's just next to the one that says 'I talk to crazy people'. Have fun with your life!"

*Headdesk.*

Plus side: He's cute, sweet, geeky, reasonably open-minded, and incredibly bright. Now the big question: What sort of crazy is he? =D

Tune in another time for the answer. As soon as I find out. e.e

But for now, it's bedtime. Cause I've gotta work tomorrow.

Omg so con... was con. Heeeee. ( Cut for loooong con babble. )Speaking of which, I have to open at work tomorrow, so I should catch a nap now while I wait for the pizza to arrive, and then eat and get to bed so I can be functional tomorrow. Love to everybody! Mwuah! I'll try to post more later, but I may forget. Ja matta~!

So my last post was only the very tip of everything that is changing. I have been so busy and scatterbrained, I haven't even bothered to post much lately, so y'all have missed out on a lot.

I am growing up. I am becoming an adult. And I am happy.

( This is probably going to be long and rambly so I'll cut tag it. )

I do believe I've gone on enough for one post today. Time for me to turn my heater up a little, turn the music up, and get some cleaning and organizing done around here.

To all a good new year, and may you all prosper.

D= My paid account is expiring. In five days.

Woe is me.

*Cough*holidaygift?*cough*

Also?

I ate fish today. o.o; For those of you who don't know me so well, I have been an avid disliker of fish for many many many years.

Except for tuna salad. And crab on occasion. And this salmon stuff that Mom makes. And I used to love fish sticks. But that was it. Almost no seafood, ever never. Ew.

But I ordered fish and chips at the local fast food place, and ate it, and.. liked it. O.O;

Help! Who am I, and what have the aliens done to my body~?!?

<3 At least, it's not as though I've suddenly developed a bizarre fondness for leeks or miso paste. Fish almost makes sense. n.n;;

I still won't eat anything vaguely squidlike, or anything raw. But maybe... I'll eat fish more often. We do live near the ocean now, after all.

"Fish."
"The fish of the day is white cod with lemon sauce. Please enjoy your meal."
"Fish."
"The fish of the day is white cod with lemon sauce. Please enjoy your meal."
"Fish."
"The fish of the day is white cod with lemon sauce. Please enjoy your meal."
"Fish."
"The fish of the day is white cod with lemon sauce. Please enjoy your meal."
"I will~ Thank you."
-Cat

I have just (possibly) coined a new term.

You know when you speak lolcat to your friends and family at random?

That is now lolchat.

^.^

/random