DID IT *grins*
I sometimes dreamt with the tv on and woke up to a show that was discussing the same plot in my dream, so when I read of how music affects your dreams today, I was all... dude, lemme see. I pwn remember dreams. Mainly cuz they force me awake with their violence, I think. I set Sarah McClachlin's Possession on loop...
And so this the dream I had in the last hour (I woke up an hour ago and passed out again):
I was in a relationship with someone, but I dunno who. And- dude, this totally is not me. *dies* But I was fucking with my cell phone, which was apparently set to some internet social network deal. I set some Sarah McClachlin lyrics as my status: And I would be the one to hold out down~~ yadda, a bit further. Ive never been online on a phone and I fail at typing with one, so I dunno why I did this. Boredom? But, kinda like skype, a random chick contacted me through it. She said shit about how she wanted to rp and that she saw I used the same method (Where?). Anyways, I was failing at sending shit back to her cuz of my fail!phone abilities. Eventually I manage when I hooked it up to the comp. *dies* So she gets on webcam and makes up a slightly adapted quote from Sarah McClachlin's song as an... alluring... sentence? I dunno. A flirt? It comes up again mid-physical shit too, but I don't remember when.
The woman mentions how she couldn't believe we had so much in common when she pulled up my page-- and it didn't look like myspace, but it had that social connection feel. It was some site connected to the phone and comp. For someeee reason, I was explaining that it wasn't my original. I just got it so my captor thought I had one where I was all happy and shit. Did I seriously switch from being with someone to having a captor? It wasn't sarcasm in the dream-- or a lie. Anyways. The girl sets up some futuristic method of travel through the computer, so we can meet. How the fuck did this turn into an actual meeting? Anyways, I get there and, suddently, this chick wants to actually fuck around. That's easily explained as me being a perv.
I've no real argument, which is... amusing considering, and we kiss, yadda, but then she gets off the bed. *dies* And she has two costumes. One's supposedly a femme!L on and the other a femme!Light cosplay. The L one's this like... short-ass skirt-puff one. Think Sakura from CC- only blue. I shake my head. It's so fuckin' tiny, man. So she puts it on without a fight. I lean over to see Light's and I'm just like. Dude... It's this knee-high skirt but it's still... it's practical 'n shit, but no. Brown-red colors. She's kinda put off. So she switches to her favorite female cosplay outfit.
I dunno if I made this outfit/character/anime up but the costume she had was a blue-based dress, all fanciful like some anime chick's thigh-high skirts/dresses. In the back of the room, she had all these irrelevant cosplay weapons, btw. So we go back to the usual and I get a little rough, but dude... all of a fuckin' sudden, her character's cosplay spear is stabbing at my side. And it hurts. I actually bleed-- I tell her wtf.
She says, in the anime, it's very protective of her character, thus it not being happy. She says we should probably sleep until it's calm. Just not to move too much. I go to leave and it like jabs at me as I do so. Eventually she gets me down and we wait til it fuckin' bugs off. Eventually we resume, but I need to pause again when it comes back. In snake form. And man. It was getting close, so y'know, I got all nervous kinda shaking and standing at this point. I knew it could see. It was right next to my face so I panicked, shook the bag in my hand, hoping it would go for the plastic and I could get out.
The fucker bitesssss my hand.
It kills.
Oh fuck, I woke up.
Why, man, why.
Yea, so I dream with music involved in them for sure. *dies*
And so this the dream I had in the last hour (I woke up an hour ago and passed out again):
I was in a relationship with someone, but I dunno who. And- dude, this totally is not me. *dies* But I was fucking with my cell phone, which was apparently set to some internet social network deal. I set some Sarah McClachlin lyrics as my status: And I would be the one to hold out down~~ yadda, a bit further. Ive never been online on a phone and I fail at typing with one, so I dunno why I did this. Boredom? But, kinda like skype, a random chick contacted me through it. She said shit about how she wanted to rp and that she saw I used the same method (Where?). Anyways, I was failing at sending shit back to her cuz of my fail!phone abilities. Eventually I manage when I hooked it up to the comp. *dies* So she gets on webcam and makes up a slightly adapted quote from Sarah McClachlin's song as an... alluring... sentence? I dunno. A flirt? It comes up again mid-physical shit too, but I don't remember when.
The woman mentions how she couldn't believe we had so much in common when she pulled up my page-- and it didn't look like myspace, but it had that social connection feel. It was some site connected to the phone and comp. For someeee reason, I was explaining that it wasn't my original. I just got it so my captor thought I had one where I was all happy and shit. Did I seriously switch from being with someone to having a captor? It wasn't sarcasm in the dream-- or a lie. Anyways. The girl sets up some futuristic method of travel through the computer, so we can meet. How the fuck did this turn into an actual meeting? Anyways, I get there and, suddently, this chick wants to actually fuck around. That's easily explained as me being a perv.
I've no real argument, which is... amusing considering, and we kiss, yadda, but then she gets off the bed. *dies* And she has two costumes. One's supposedly a femme!L on and the other a femme!Light cosplay. The L one's this like... short-ass skirt-puff one. Think Sakura from CC- only blue. I shake my head. It's so fuckin' tiny, man. So she puts it on without a fight. I lean over to see Light's and I'm just like. Dude... It's this knee-high skirt but it's still... it's practical 'n shit, but no. Brown-red colors. She's kinda put off. So she switches to her favorite female cosplay outfit.
I dunno if I made this outfit/character/anime up but the costume she had was a blue-based dress, all fanciful like some anime chick's thigh-high skirts/dresses. In the back of the room, she had all these irrelevant cosplay weapons, btw. So we go back to the usual and I get a little rough, but dude... all of a fuckin' sudden, her character's cosplay spear is stabbing at my side. And it hurts. I actually bleed-- I tell her wtf.
She says, in the anime, it's very protective of her character, thus it not being happy. She says we should probably sleep until it's calm. Just not to move too much. I go to leave and it like jabs at me as I do so. Eventually she gets me down and we wait til it fuckin' bugs off. Eventually we resume, but I need to pause again when it comes back. In snake form. And man. It was getting close, so y'know, I got all nervous kinda shaking and standing at this point. I knew it could see. It was right next to my face so I panicked, shook the bag in my hand, hoping it would go for the plastic and I could get out.
The fucker bitesssss my hand.
It kills.
Oh fuck, I woke up.
Why, man, why.
Yea, so I dream with music involved in them for sure. *dies*