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Errr... so obviously I'm updating again, rather than doing my work. I don't see how this is a problem to anyone but me, however. Unless we consider "spamming the friends pages" a real threat to anything... I just feel the need to write down this weird dream I had last night. Or really, more this morning than last night. I tried to explain it at lunch today, but it didn't quite work out. I can see a lot of it clearly, but it doesn't work as well in words, especially when I have to censor bits because I'm at the lunch table and I don't want people thinking I'm any more insane than they already do. And it's hard when someone from New Mexico keeps interrupting you with things like "I met Anna Kournakova once, she really is hot" and "I know a guy that screwed one of Bush's daughters... in Nova Scotia." Hopefully after a day of contemplating it, I can write it down properly... (Behind an LJ cut, so you can ignore most of this entry if you want).
Basically, I'm in what I'm told is a giant airplane for moving all kinds of people out of the country. It is parked in front of (or is part of) this really large building, and I had to get up to the top floor. I was some sort of flight attendant, and I was supposed to ignore the fact that all the gravity was reversed, and I didn't even notice it until I went over into this one corner near the entrance, and all of a sudden everything flipped over. There was only one functioning elevator, and when I got upstairs it was at the top floor, only sitting really crooked. There is some huge bizarre part here where I ran around upstairs, and it was rather dark. I was looking for something, or someone was chasing me, but I can't remember exactly how it worked out. I just know there were a lot of offices, and people were wearing rather Solarian uniforms (again, I swear I haven't played Xenogears for like a week). I went out this one door, and there was a big tennis court. There were a lot of people from my house behind me, and we were all watching the match, which appeared to be between someone who looked like a very tall Anna Kournakova (I know I'm spelling this wrong over and over again) and a rather young Wolverine (he was really rather non-descript in the dream, and that's just the best discription of him. He wasn't really supposed to be Wolverine). Anna threw the ball over to him, and instead of serving it, he just hit it back. They volleyed back and forth for a bit, and after the ball was finished Anna jumped over the net and pretended like she wanted to hit him. The referee didn't seem to get that she was just joking, and he made a rather big deal of it. Then we noticed that Professor X was sitting on the sidelines, and he summoned this strange green blob thing, and then a tennis racket to hit it with. All of a sudden this strange evil guy (evil only because I knew he was) came running up beside us, and tried to attack us. I jumped out of the doorway with people behind me (the only ones I distinctly remember are the RA and MB from down the hall), and held my hand out like I was going to attack him. I kept thinking "I don't know what kind of magic he has, but I can't ask either!" and then the RA told me to back off, because he was really dangerous, so we followed Professor X around the outskirts of the tennis court, and in front of the ref and the audience, and then all of a sudden we ended up in BJ, and we were eating at the salad bar, and everyone (mostly people from the infamous triple down the hallway, that doesn't "belong" to either of the first years that live in it) was talking about MB's boyfriend, who seemed to be some sort of strange balding biker dude. And that's pretty much where it ends. Odd, eh?
The Etymology of "Mansex":
Vihnacia: Maybe I am connected to them, who knows, who knows
Smitty206: like some sort of anime hive-mind?
Vihnacia: might be
Smitty206: if that exists, you need to get out of it now... the idea of anyone connected to his mind is scary. The hive mind needs to kick him out before it's too late
Vihnacia: but you have been isolated all your life, so maybe it is mainstream, and you just didnt know it
Smitty206: true...
Vihnacia: he says mansex?
Smitty206: oh no
Smitty206: I can't imagine him saying mansex
Vihnacia: I would have questioned that.
Smitty206: but he is an anime person... self-proclaimed, of course
Smitty206: the anime club hates him
Smitty206: so maybe he's already been expelled from the hive mind
Vihnacia: Ahh..haha
Smitty206: which is why he doesn't say mansex
Well, I think that about does it for useless entries for tonight. At least until after I finish some of my math homework, and figure out if I have to write another response paper for Hum tomorrow. It was 35 when I was coming back from dinner today. Thirty-five! And it felt soo warm! That is not a good sign, ya know? It felt like, sixty-ish. Eep. I fear I've become too adjusted to the cold, and may ne'er recover, doomed to suffer in the summers forever!
Basically, I'm in what I'm told is a giant airplane for moving all kinds of people out of the country. It is parked in front of (or is part of) this really large building, and I had to get up to the top floor. I was some sort of flight attendant, and I was supposed to ignore the fact that all the gravity was reversed, and I didn't even notice it until I went over into this one corner near the entrance, and all of a sudden everything flipped over. There was only one functioning elevator, and when I got upstairs it was at the top floor, only sitting really crooked. There is some huge bizarre part here where I ran around upstairs, and it was rather dark. I was looking for something, or someone was chasing me, but I can't remember exactly how it worked out. I just know there were a lot of offices, and people were wearing rather Solarian uniforms (again, I swear I haven't played Xenogears for like a week). I went out this one door, and there was a big tennis court. There were a lot of people from my house behind me, and we were all watching the match, which appeared to be between someone who looked like a very tall Anna Kournakova (I know I'm spelling this wrong over and over again) and a rather young Wolverine (he was really rather non-descript in the dream, and that's just the best discription of him. He wasn't really supposed to be Wolverine). Anna threw the ball over to him, and instead of serving it, he just hit it back. They volleyed back and forth for a bit, and after the ball was finished Anna jumped over the net and pretended like she wanted to hit him. The referee didn't seem to get that she was just joking, and he made a rather big deal of it. Then we noticed that Professor X was sitting on the sidelines, and he summoned this strange green blob thing, and then a tennis racket to hit it with. All of a sudden this strange evil guy (evil only because I knew he was) came running up beside us, and tried to attack us. I jumped out of the doorway with people behind me (the only ones I distinctly remember are the RA and MB from down the hall), and held my hand out like I was going to attack him. I kept thinking "I don't know what kind of magic he has, but I can't ask either!" and then the RA told me to back off, because he was really dangerous, so we followed Professor X around the outskirts of the tennis court, and in front of the ref and the audience, and then all of a sudden we ended up in BJ, and we were eating at the salad bar, and everyone (mostly people from the infamous triple down the hallway, that doesn't "belong" to either of the first years that live in it) was talking about MB's boyfriend, who seemed to be some sort of strange balding biker dude. And that's pretty much where it ends. Odd, eh?
The Etymology of "Mansex":
Vihnacia: Maybe I am connected to them, who knows, who knows
Smitty206: like some sort of anime hive-mind?
Vihnacia: might be
Smitty206: if that exists, you need to get out of it now... the idea of anyone connected to his mind is scary. The hive mind needs to kick him out before it's too late
Vihnacia: but you have been isolated all your life, so maybe it is mainstream, and you just didnt know it
Smitty206: true...
Vihnacia: he says mansex?
Smitty206: oh no
Smitty206: I can't imagine him saying mansex
Vihnacia: I would have questioned that.
Smitty206: but he is an anime person... self-proclaimed, of course
Smitty206: the anime club hates him
Smitty206: so maybe he's already been expelled from the hive mind
Vihnacia: Ahh..haha
Smitty206: which is why he doesn't say mansex
Well, I think that about does it for useless entries for tonight. At least until after I finish some of my math homework, and figure out if I have to write another response paper for Hum tomorrow. It was 35 when I was coming back from dinner today. Thirty-five! And it felt soo warm! That is not a good sign, ya know? It felt like, sixty-ish. Eep. I fear I've become too adjusted to the cold, and may ne'er recover, doomed to suffer in the summers forever!
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I was walking up to my drama class today with MB and we were just saying "Ok.. it can be spring... NOW... or maybe... NOW.... NOW would be good" over and over again. Our wills did not prevail, obviously.
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