I dreamed that I had made a really stupid, whiny post with an emo poem and all kinds of needy, glurgy stuff like that.
I came into the office this morning half expecting I was going to have to shut down the blog and start a LiveJournal account.
You can't imagine my relief to discover that it was, in fact, a dream. What a bizarre variant on the "naked in the classroom and forgot my homework" dream...
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1) Writing about your dreams.
Check.
2) poetry ....
(grin)
You're due a bad day, after so much good stuff.
phil from pgh
Don't worry about it. It is probably just that the RoyalWedding touched you deeper than you realized.
What's really "weird" is that about half the quasi-normal folks here would probably follow you right down that dark and angsty path on LJ...
Seems you did promise to post some of your old actual teen poetry a while back, but I ain't seen it. I'm guessing it's not in the emo genre. ;)
AT
Tam poetry?
A HAIKU BY TAM
Bang! Click. What the fuck?
Crappy wolf ammo. It stinks.
Buy Magtech next time.
What was that, Tam?
A Song? You wanted an emo song about feelings?
Well... h'okay.... here you go:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lf3BNRF9ICc
Yea.. its an oldie. But its a favorite of mine. :)
Last night I dreamt I ate a giant marshmallow, and when I woke up my pillow was gone.
I don't care if it is a cliche: Brigid wins the internets this morning.
Oh, Con0010, that was evil. *snort*
Here's one back at you (the muppets doing Bohemian Rhapsody),
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgbNymZ7vqY
Tam,
The classic interpretation of the nekkid and not studied dream is not feeling prepared for an event or task.
The LiveJournal blogger fear is that someone might be taking your jokes seriously, and discounting your real contributions to gun lore, insights to politics.
So - where is the song and poetry?
Funny you should mention it, but I have a "forgot my homework" dream from time to time (not so much lately because it has been a long time since I had homework). It's always going to class, maybe at ECU, and hearing others discussing the term paper we have due in just a day or two. Then I ask "..uhh..what term paper?". I don't recall this actually happening to me at ECU. Not as weird as the balancing-an-elephant-on-a-toothpick-dream that I used to have as a child.
David
Your dream my stupid whiny life, except for the livejournal part and the poetry - havn't figured out what LJ or twitter is-for/how it works. Or how to play Minecraft.
You are going to post naked? Do we get pics?
You're welcome, Brad.
I aim to please. :)
Nice, Brad. I never listened to that one.
Leave Britney alone!
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