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Wednesday, May 03, 2006From Last Night's DreamNERO dreaming last night. It's the very end I want to post about.Two of the women in a group of "refugees", turned out to speak not only in unison with each other, but also much in song. When I asked something like "What about you?" they started humming a couple notes while doing a little dance move with their hands, all in sync with each other. Then they broke into rhyming song, the first one I now forget. It was only about two lines long, and had to do with getting settled after seeing that others had beans in their pots (or was it buns in their ovens?), with which they pointed to their own stomachs and for a moment it could be seen they were pregnant. Then they ended with, speaking together, not singing though: "Like you. You should get pregnant." "How do you do that?" was my character's reply. (She was sincere in the question. It's a long story that starts with her waking up without any memories.) For a fleeting second I thought they'd be stumped, and/or fall out of talking in unison, because it was clear their song and speaking had been planned and rehearsed. Yet without missing a beat, they sang together: "Find a man out there you consider your main squeeze. Sit down on a stool and put your hands upon your knees. Give to him a message not by sound, but sight and thought. Sending him the thought you accident-ly thought a lot." ... The mind is an amazing thing. Though I suppose the credit this time goes to the subconscious mind. Rhyming so much on the spot! I love it. I tried to hold onto the song between the moment I woke up and starting to write this. As I mentioned above, I lost the first song. I also lost parts of this second one. But I think I filled in with words close enough, if not completely right. If I find a way to explain the tune they sang to I'll post that too, so you can get a better idea of what it sounded like. (0) comments | Post a Comment
Monday, May 01, 2006For Us Old School PlayersMario Brothers Talent ShowSo what if they fall out of sync near the end. It's still sweet. For Us SciFi GeeksWarp a Reality?Just a few *minor* todo's left. Heh. Sunday, April 30, 2006So Many Updates, So Little TimeThings I've been thinking of posting about:- Nails. I've been SO good about not biting, I was almost going to post about it. Then a little over a week ago all of a sudden nails were disappearing left and right (literally). I really don't know what happened! The best I can come up with is that the stress of working 40 hours in 4 days did it. I'm REALLY annoyed though, because I've been steadily getting better about biting my nails over the last few years. And yes ever so often I'd have a nail biting fest, or get set back just a little, but it's not been as bad as the week before this last one. It really had been a super long time since I bit a nail so much my finger hurt the next day. Until this time around. Arrgh! My nails had been looking pretty nice too. *sigh* - Strep scare. So Wednesday after work the Pontiac game started up again. (It had been on hold due to Joshua's birth, until Kim (and Steve) would be able to deal with gaming for a few hours.) Apparently that night after all were gone Leah threw up bad, so K & S took her to the doctor's Thursday morning. I got an AIM from Kim Thursday afternoon saying Leah had Strep Throat, and so all of us at game might be infected. :/ I didn't post this next part because I didn't want to jinx myself. I've never had Strep before. For which I'm glad! And I definitely didn't want to be getting it now, even though it might have been an interesting experience. Mostly I didn't want to get it because it would blow away all my weekend plans. Gaming, donating pherisis for the first time, and going to Jessie's house warming party. I hadn't seen Jessie in well over three months, if not more! Then, after I heard stories from people at the office who have had it, I didn't particularly want to be sick like that either. Prayers to God, vitamins, a home-remedy old-wives-tales preventive measure, and made sure of enough sleep, and I didn't get it. Yay! *knocks on wood and own head again* - My relapse. I still have an unfinished post about that. But the problem for me now, is it seems - if I start to be honest with myself - that I'm not really happy anymore. I mean happy, like I have been. I'm not sad or depressed, but no longer it seems am I actually happy. I got through the initial problems, started dealing with the relapse (or so I thought/think). And then it seems I put on a facade of me as I have been, wanting to feel and be that way again so much I believed it and didn't look under the surface to see I have been lying to myself the last couple weeks. My first clue was when I found I have turned almost all of my non-work attention to gaming, the games I am in, and even one I rejoined with a new character, which I told myself was because I simply wanted to be with my friends that Saturday. And I'm pretty sure it was, but it meant adding another game to my roster eventhough I was at the max I want. Gaming has always been an out for me. Once (or twice?) I even let it take over my life, but the one time I needed to do so for my own sanity. I know gaming is one of the ways I cope when I need to. So the increase in my gaming and in my thinking about the games I am in, was my first flag. I thought I might need to be concerned when I noticed that was going on, but I couldn't find a reason for it so I just let myself be confused and moved on. I didn't really notice I am still recovering, still dealing with the relapse, until yesterday. I was forced into facing myself when I started crying for a pretty stupid reason. My emotions are usually pretty close to the surface, but to just fall into tears at the drop of a hat (or the bump of a car in this case) was too much. There's a well of "negative" emotion running rampant beneath my surface right now, it feels like me how I used to be during the 5 post college years. I have apparently been ignoring it, so much that I didn't even realize it was there, I assume because I want to continue as I was before the relapse. But I'm going to have to face it. *sigh* *groan* I don't want to. It can get so hard. It's so annoying! ... I guess my Dad was really right. I have to go through it all again to get back to the good place I was, no short cuts from the relapse back to happiness. I guess that's why it's called a relapse. :p - Pherisis (sp?) donation. Not gonna write out the whole experience, and after experiences, right now. Just going to say it was pretty cool, very interesting. The afterwards were odd, peaking at a might scary (it's very disconcerting for someone who can read their current state pretty well to be SO wrong in an assessment). And to say that I am very glad Michael was there. Thanks. That's all for tonight I think. I hope all is well. A few last words: Baby! (Lisa's is SO sweet.) Vacation! (I'm starting to plan it.) AIM (It's nice to be wanted.) Jessie! (Wish I get to spend more time with her.) RP friends (I would love to connect on a deeper friendship level with many of you.) Where can I find a nice girl or guy to date?! |
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