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Wednesday, November 16, 2005

Haunting Twist

Good morning all... I'm certainly much more bright-eyed and bushy tailed than I was yesterday. I'm back to my morning-person self again... I think.

Well, my dreams were pretty fucked up last night (and this morning). I even woke up in my dream and continued to act it out while I was semi-awake. I dreamt that I had driven through a mud bog and right into a house (or the house, or just a building of some sort. Oh man, did I make a fuckin' mess of that mud bog. It was somewhat reminicsant of the ditch incident, except I don't know what caused me to go through the bog. So when I looked back at the mess, I dropped my keys or something and here I am laying in bed, moving furniture around in my room (semi-awake now), trying to find these keys. I must have looked for about 10 minutes. Geez...

After I sorted myself back to sleep from that dream/incident... the next dream was pretty fuckin' scary. There was a pretty good (intense is the wrong word, but it was pretty good) sense of fear in the pit of my stomach when I woke up. Those are terrible dreams to have... or nightmares, if you will.

In the nightmare, I was hangin' out with a bunch of people... none of them were actual familiar faces to what I know in real life, but all of them were relative resemblances to people I have met or people I have seen on TV. Like the girl who plays Karen on Corner Gas... her likeness was in it, but it wasn't quite her. I also saw a likeness of one of the guys who came to Ranchmans with Jeff, Mike & I last Thursday... and he ended up being an absolute psycho. Well, there was about six of us by the scary part of the dream, hanging out in front of a building's front door... lots of glass, almost like an inset where the front door would be. All of a sudden, ol' psycho boy decides he wants to pull a gun on the lot of us... odd. But then the real fear came when one of the guys in the group was asked for the knife he carried in his pocket (why was he carrying a knife?!?) and then the psycho took some lip from a couple of the girls and decided to cut them and beat them... luckily for me there was someone in front of my dream's vision and I couldn't see the gruesome details, rather the blood stains that were starting to appear on the glass. The Karen-likeness girl got up and started to run, but she got the worst of it... and that was it.

Almost a cold sweat and a lack of desire to go back to sleep it was for me... ugh! Sorry if that was a little twisted, but shit... I still remember it! This is very haunting.

Well, got to drive the car into work today... woo hoo. Back to my free (relatively, of course) self again.

Well, today is gonna be a busy day... lots to clean up off my desk and then fix a couple computers while I'm at it. Fun for me!!

1 Comments:

Blogger Canadian Mark said...

I don't want to name names or anything, but for your sake I hope you didn't have to fix one of those computers. You know the ones I mean. "Dude, you got a ...."

Been there recently. Not fun. At all.

November 17, 2005 9:48 p.m.  

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