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I had a very disturbing dream the other night. Why was it so disturbing? Because it featured architecture that was impossible and it was creepy.
It was as though someone had built a bizarre coffee shop into the floor of the lower level food court at Chadstone Shopping Centre, where Gianni's Coffee Bar used to be, opposite where the Fairy Shop and the Chinese joint is, just in front of the escalators.
Anyway- this coffee shop- you accessed it via the ceiling, which was like a big cone-shape with a spiral of open space in it. You had to walk around until you found a gap in the space that you fit through, and then you just slipped into the restaurant. But you had to either walk around the side of the thing for ages, trying to find a spot you could fit through, and even if you did, who the fuck was going to know if you were going to get a table. The room underneath was this- no shit- sphere-shaped room. There was a bar at the bottom which was dark wood and uncharacteristic for a place like that, the walls were fluro orange, and they played fucking techno music at full bore so you couldn't have held a conversation with someone. (I hate places like that.) And it was sleazy. It was sort of like how I imagine Spy Lounge to be, combined with that pub in Richmond where naewinter and mawaridi and velvetglitter and I organised cleansweep_oz stuff. It was a place for the "beautiful people," and of course I somehow managed to sneak in for a few moments just to feel more hideously like an outsider than I usually do.
My sister and shadow_empire were there, and we had to get an elevator to get out.
I still think the most disturbing thing about it was that a building like that could never actually exist- and if it could... safety regulations wouldn't allow an entrance and an exit like that.
I am in a D-FENS kind of mood today, if anyone else has seen Falling Down. I think I'm sick of fandom idiocy, and I'm sick of people with goldfish attention spans, and I'm sick of unoriginality and I'm sick of wanky cliqueishness and illusions people have of closeness, and I'm sick of not having the balls to tell others what people think. I'm sick of hypocrisy, I'm sick of bad fic, I'm sick of people trying to be clever, I'm sick of insecurity, I'm sick of histrionics, I'm sick of everyone wanting to be a fucking Mary Sue in the fandom.
I'm sick of the fact that a lot of thoroughly cool, decent people get lumped in with "fandom" even though they don't partake in such behaviour.
I'm also sick of bullshit, so I'm going to turn off the IP-logging thingy on this entry, so you people can tell me what you think. WHo knows, we might all gain something from this?
It was as though someone had built a bizarre coffee shop into the floor of the lower level food court at Chadstone Shopping Centre, where Gianni's Coffee Bar used to be, opposite where the Fairy Shop and the Chinese joint is, just in front of the escalators.
Anyway- this coffee shop- you accessed it via the ceiling, which was like a big cone-shape with a spiral of open space in it. You had to walk around until you found a gap in the space that you fit through, and then you just slipped into the restaurant. But you had to either walk around the side of the thing for ages, trying to find a spot you could fit through, and even if you did, who the fuck was going to know if you were going to get a table. The room underneath was this- no shit- sphere-shaped room. There was a bar at the bottom which was dark wood and uncharacteristic for a place like that, the walls were fluro orange, and they played fucking techno music at full bore so you couldn't have held a conversation with someone. (I hate places like that.) And it was sleazy. It was sort of like how I imagine Spy Lounge to be, combined with that pub in Richmond where naewinter and mawaridi and velvetglitter and I organised cleansweep_oz stuff. It was a place for the "beautiful people," and of course I somehow managed to sneak in for a few moments just to feel more hideously like an outsider than I usually do.
My sister and shadow_empire were there, and we had to get an elevator to get out.
I still think the most disturbing thing about it was that a building like that could never actually exist- and if it could... safety regulations wouldn't allow an entrance and an exit like that.
I am in a D-FENS kind of mood today, if anyone else has seen Falling Down. I think I'm sick of fandom idiocy, and I'm sick of people with goldfish attention spans, and I'm sick of unoriginality and I'm sick of wanky cliqueishness and illusions people have of closeness, and I'm sick of not having the balls to tell others what people think. I'm sick of hypocrisy, I'm sick of bad fic, I'm sick of people trying to be clever, I'm sick of insecurity, I'm sick of histrionics, I'm sick of everyone wanting to be a fucking Mary Sue in the fandom.
I'm sick of the fact that a lot of thoroughly cool, decent people get lumped in with "fandom" even though they don't partake in such behaviour.
I'm also sick of bullshit, so I'm going to turn off the IP-logging thingy on this entry, so you people can tell me what you think. WHo knows, we might all gain something from this?