July 20th, 2020

Witch Woman

The Silence of the Mask

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Not a glamorous look! o_O And as a delightful bonus: when you wear glasses, they fog up! So, no speaking. At all. I am pretending I'm deaf (no disrespect to the deaf, please) because the second I open my mouth I can no longer see. But I'd rather DIE than only focus on the negative, so here are the silver linings: no small talk, no smiling at strangers (it's only reciprocated maybe 30% of the time, anyway) and, my personal favourite, I can stick my tongue out at anyone I want and they are none the wiser. Heh.

So, there! Not all bad. ^-^

Besides a few shopping excursions our weekend was kinda DOA...so hot. So very, very hot. We were pushing 40C with the damn humidity and even the animals had given up, so we plodded along and did the minimum important things and then spent the rest of it just talking on the couch in front of the fan. Watched the fourth episode of Justified--LOVED Roland Pike, The Dentist. I know he did a crappy thing in the past, but he was still a good guy. He was a great example of how bad people can do good things, and vice versa. Great writing, and puts me in mind of this quote:

“Bad writing is more than a matter of shit syntax and faulty observation; bad writing usually arises from a stubborn refusal to tell stories about what people actually do―to face the fact, let us say, that murderers sometimes help old ladies cross the street.”

-Stephen King



Hope you have a great day. :)
Beetlejuice Dehydrated

Some dreams feel like dreams...

And then there are these ones... o_O

Dream begins with me waking up in a comfortable bed. I look around and think to myself how weird it is that this bedroom looks so much like a childhood friend's of mine (Lyssa). Same sort of room setup, but with no kid stuff and more updated/mature furniture.

The sun is streaming through the window but I don't want to get up. I think about going back to sleep, but suddenly there's a series of frantic knocks at the door. I ignore it, but then I can hear two girls/women speaking through the door:


Gal 1: "Where the hell IS she?"

Gal 2: "I can't believe this...and we've already checked here."

Gal 1: "Keep knocking!!"

I'm pissed off now and stomp to the door and practically rip it off its hinges opening it.

Me: "WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?!"

Gal 1: "WHERE THE HELL HAVE YOU BEEN??"

I notice they're both in fancy dresses.

Me: "I was here, sleeping."

Gal 2: "You were NOT. This was the first place we looked for you."

Gal 1: "It's true, and then we looked EVERYWHERE for you."

Now, I completely lose it on them. Screaming now,

Me: "YOU'RE BOTH INSANE. I WENT TO BED RIGHT HERE LAST NIGHT AND I'VE BEEN HERE EVER SINCE!!"

Gal 1: "No...you weren't. We looked. The bed has been empty all night."

Gal 2: "You're ruining this wedding. Photos were at 4 and you missed it."

Me: "HOW CAN I RUIN THE WEDDING OF A BRIDE WHOSE NAME I DON'T EVEN KNOW!?"

Then I threw some things around the room and promptly woke up.

...

That was weird, right? That was Saturday night and I've not been able to shake it off yet. (A lot of my dreams are lucid but this one wasn't--hence my immediate RAGE reaction *lol*). It just...makes one...question...things. o_O

Maybe it doesn't look so weird on paper but it FELT bizarre... Dedicated dreamers will know what I mean.