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Aug. 29th, 2003 07:58 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stormdogSo, not only is my life the movie is going to be a lesbian film, but it'll have music by The Eels and Lynyrd Skynyrd's Freebird? Cool. (BTW, ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
boixboi turned me on to The Eels a while ago, and I highly recommend them if you haven't heard their stuff.)
Woke up this morning from a weird nightmare. (Nightmare in the technical sense of it having been a bad dream. I mean, my still breathing carcass wasn't torn apart limb from limb or anything, so I suppose it could have been worse.) Dreamed that I got up on time to leave for Micigan, but got distracted by a bunch of stuff and forgot when I was supposed to leave. I realized, watching TV at 3:00, that I was supposed to leave four hours ago. Then there was some weird problem with my neighbour's (Jeff's, who I haven't seen in the better part of two years I think) brother and his e-mail address and a bunch of stuff he had piled on his front yard. I was looking through it 'cause I thought he was having a garage sale, but he wasn't. Then, as I was finally almost ready to go, there was some weirdness with Indiana Jones and a ranch. He was trying to leave in a hurry but it was prank day on the ranch and all this weirdness kept happening to delay him and he started getting really pissed off. Finally I woke up, greatly relieved that it was only about 7:30 in the morning. *blink* That, of the dreams I can remember, might actually be called relatively straight-forward. Heh.
So now I'm going to shower, eat, and get ready to go. Safe journey to everyone travelling this weekend, such as those I'll be seeing out at MiRF, and much love to my raccoon, who I'll be seeing this evening.
boixboi turned me on to The Eels a while ago, and I highly recommend them if you haven't heard their stuff.)Woke up this morning from a weird nightmare. (Nightmare in the technical sense of it having been a bad dream. I mean, my still breathing carcass wasn't torn apart limb from limb or anything, so I suppose it could have been worse.) Dreamed that I got up on time to leave for Micigan, but got distracted by a bunch of stuff and forgot when I was supposed to leave. I realized, watching TV at 3:00, that I was supposed to leave four hours ago. Then there was some weird problem with my neighbour's (Jeff's, who I haven't seen in the better part of two years I think) brother and his e-mail address and a bunch of stuff he had piled on his front yard. I was looking through it 'cause I thought he was having a garage sale, but he wasn't. Then, as I was finally almost ready to go, there was some weirdness with Indiana Jones and a ranch. He was trying to leave in a hurry but it was prank day on the ranch and all this weirdness kept happening to delay him and he started getting really pissed off. Finally I woke up, greatly relieved that it was only about 7:30 in the morning. *blink* That, of the dreams I can remember, might actually be called relatively straight-forward. Heh.
So now I'm going to shower, eat, and get ready to go. Safe journey to everyone travelling this weekend, such as those I'll be seeing out at MiRF, and much love to my raccoon, who I'll be seeing this evening.
