Disturbing things (RL)
May. 17th, 2006 10:25 amThis ad is a darned good way to start off a post about disturbing things. Sheesh, gah. That haunts me. (Work safe.)
The other disturbing thing is my brain. I've been having the worst dreams lately!
Three nights ago: Had a dream my mother and I were having sex. GAH GAH GAH! Wrong! Bad! Oh my god! A total brain-needs-scrubbing moment, worse because flashes of it kept coming back to me the next day.
Two nights ago: My mother, sister, and I were shopping at Ikea. FFXI goblins aggroed and I couldn't save my family from them. Oddly it wasn't even my family dying that was the really disturbing part, it was that aggroing goblins were lurking in the real world, waiting to pounce on us and kill us. (Plus goblins + funky Ikea furniture was very, very, very brain-breaking.)
Last night: I dreamed I had a very rare steak, a bowl of hot oil, and a bowl of some dipping sauce. I cut a chunk off the steak, dipped it in the oil to let it finish cooking, then into the sauce, then ate it. The whole dream was me eating this big, bloody stake. I woke up and nearly threw up. My first thought was 'Oh my god, what did I do?!', but even remembering it was a dream didn't help much.
Dear Brain,
We should work together! As a team! Not against each other!
Please don't make me stab you.
Love,
Thistle
The other disturbing thing is my brain. I've been having the worst dreams lately!
Three nights ago: Had a dream my mother and I were having sex. GAH GAH GAH! Wrong! Bad! Oh my god! A total brain-needs-scrubbing moment, worse because flashes of it kept coming back to me the next day.
Two nights ago: My mother, sister, and I were shopping at Ikea. FFXI goblins aggroed and I couldn't save my family from them. Oddly it wasn't even my family dying that was the really disturbing part, it was that aggroing goblins were lurking in the real world, waiting to pounce on us and kill us. (Plus goblins + funky Ikea furniture was very, very, very brain-breaking.)
Last night: I dreamed I had a very rare steak, a bowl of hot oil, and a bowl of some dipping sauce. I cut a chunk off the steak, dipped it in the oil to let it finish cooking, then into the sauce, then ate it. The whole dream was me eating this big, bloody stake. I woke up and nearly threw up. My first thought was 'Oh my god, what did I do?!', but even remembering it was a dream didn't help much.
Dear Brain,
We should work together! As a team! Not against each other!
Please don't make me stab you.
Love,
Thistle