shor-t's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Multiple Dreams I should probably start a couple of days ago, when I was in Bangkok. It was much more rural than it usually is, and it was much less crowded along the river. I barely recognised Khao San Road. Blessed Khoa San Road. I was happy because I saw lots of people wearing my favourite Cross Bones shirts, so I knew I'd be able to get my hands on one. It eventually came time to leave, so I boarded a bus. I guess it turned out to be a plane. It took off, and it was crazy. The pilot would shoot straight up in the air, and then come down. We plowed through some powerlines. It was making me angry. Up and down, fast then slow. We seemed to be heading right at a mountain, but managed to avoid it. We got to an airport and I was surprised to see that the runway was a dirt road. I went to a dolphin pool and part of the gig was to climb up the side and jump in. The side collapsed under my weight and a fell about fifty feet, barely missing the cement side. I wasn't very happy at that time. The next night I dreamed that I had the snaps to buy the new Sport 1000. I was pretty happy about that. Last night I slept in and missed work. I could not believe it. That meant I missed two very important appointments. But I was sleeping with Ashley so that was OK. We were being 'intimate' so I didn't care about anything. In the house we were at was the site of a gruesome murder. It had the same vibe as Susanne's old place. I think it was my house though, because I got a sword and put it on display. In my dream I remember thinking that I didn't like that sword (it was more of a pirate's sword) and that when I wake up I should look into a samurai sword. Then I was also wondering if I'd ever have a place that you could pull off having one on display. A woman came to the stairway, and she was very menacing. I think she was a ghost, but she tripped on the stairs and fell right to the bottom and hit her head on the side of a chair by the door. I knew she had broken her neck, but didn't know how a ghost could do that. I went into another part of the house, where there was a coffee shop. Mali Kos was there working. She was almost done, so I helped her close. There were a bunch of nerds in one room setting up a miniature catapult for their D+D game. The owner told us to ignore them. I tried to put my shoes back on but they were too small. Mali told me to check them first because she found a chequebook in hers. She was absolutely stunning. Beautiful. I remembered that it was her mother's birthday sometime soon, so I mentioned something about her turning 40. I thought it would be great to tell her that when I saw her, but I woke up before we got there. 8:20 a.m. - 2006-11-05 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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