so i'm home for the summer, and working my ass off in an attempt to horde money for the future. working ass off really means telling my manager that i'll work 50 hours if she'll give me them. so i'm pulling about 1 close to open shift per week and busting my ass to clean up and organize my new department while still harrassing customers because despite the need to pull stock and clean/face everything, i need to check someone out every 15 minutes.
i remember how much i hate the fucking mouthbreathers in my town.
other than that, spending time with my sis and the baby, who is now walking and starting to talk.
trigger and i are doing well, he's still having a hard time quitting smoking, and we've had one huge fight where i walked the mile and a half home, causing a huge scene and cussing him out, and he has broken his face already, hairline fractured his occipital bone (lower part of eye socket).
but we're well and happy, and i probably won't be writing or commenting or posting much because it's hard to find time. so i'll probably see all ya'all more in the fall.
take care, i'll catch up later.
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
dreams
now i'm perfectly used to dreams of horrible things where i wake up shaking or, better yet, not remembering my dreams at all and being very thankful for it. apparently a mischevious demon followed my friends home from a fighting event and decided it liked me.
it makes people say and do odd things in their sleep..
*trigger walks into the room where i am asleep*
*i follow his movement with my head, eyes shut*
*he lays down on the bed*
me - are you going to stop or keep going?
trigger - what?
no response
trigger - what?
no response
trigger - what are you talking about?
me - mostly about pajamas
i don't remember any of this, i believe i was alseep the whole time. i do not usually talk in my sleep. sometimes i wimper or mutter, but i do not talk.
background - in my dreams, if i remember them, i am often attacked by things. monsters, burglars, take your pick, but never anyone i know. i keep knocking them down and they keep getting back up. this dream, in its many forms, has haunted me for years.
yesterday i took a nap after my final because i was tired and didn't sleep much the night before. i dreamed that beat three people unconcious, one with my bare fists, one by grabbing his hair and smashing his face into the floor, then grabbing his face and shaking him but instead of just grabbing, my fingers went through one side of his cheek and out the other so i had a firm grip in his face, and the last one, who had no grab-able hair, by picking him up and hitting him against a set of bleachers until he stopped struggling.
then a kid i know from fighting came after me. i ran into the next room, and when he came through the door i picked him up and beat him to death against the floor. then another person i recognized from fighting, one who has been getting on my nerves recently, came in and i picked him up and beat him against the floor too. at one point i had hooked my legs through a bar on the ceiling and was throwing him at the floor, then catching him when he bounced. i beat him to death too, but the creepy part is that when i was done, i grabbed him by the back of the head and scraped his face against the rough surface of a decorative column until i was only holding the skin on the back of his head, everything else was scraped away.
that's when i woke up, feeling strangely satisfied.
the legend about this demon goes that eventually, if we don't get rid of it, it will make someone kill in their sleep, the only time it can take over.
freakin' creepy, i'm thinking about taking up insomnia.
it makes people say and do odd things in their sleep..
*trigger walks into the room where i am asleep*
*i follow his movement with my head, eyes shut*
*he lays down on the bed*
me - are you going to stop or keep going?
trigger - what?
no response
trigger - what?
no response
trigger - what are you talking about?
me - mostly about pajamas
i don't remember any of this, i believe i was alseep the whole time. i do not usually talk in my sleep. sometimes i wimper or mutter, but i do not talk.
background - in my dreams, if i remember them, i am often attacked by things. monsters, burglars, take your pick, but never anyone i know. i keep knocking them down and they keep getting back up. this dream, in its many forms, has haunted me for years.
yesterday i took a nap after my final because i was tired and didn't sleep much the night before. i dreamed that beat three people unconcious, one with my bare fists, one by grabbing his hair and smashing his face into the floor, then grabbing his face and shaking him but instead of just grabbing, my fingers went through one side of his cheek and out the other so i had a firm grip in his face, and the last one, who had no grab-able hair, by picking him up and hitting him against a set of bleachers until he stopped struggling.
then a kid i know from fighting came after me. i ran into the next room, and when he came through the door i picked him up and beat him to death against the floor. then another person i recognized from fighting, one who has been getting on my nerves recently, came in and i picked him up and beat him against the floor too. at one point i had hooked my legs through a bar on the ceiling and was throwing him at the floor, then catching him when he bounced. i beat him to death too, but the creepy part is that when i was done, i grabbed him by the back of the head and scraped his face against the rough surface of a decorative column until i was only holding the skin on the back of his head, everything else was scraped away.
that's when i woke up, feeling strangely satisfied.
the legend about this demon goes that eventually, if we don't get rid of it, it will make someone kill in their sleep, the only time it can take over.
freakin' creepy, i'm thinking about taking up insomnia.
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