Dreams

I had a dream last night.

Some would classify it as a nightmare, but confronting my fears isn't such a bad thing. For the past three nights I've been having interesting dreams. Along with interesting dreams, I seem to have this curse. I'm not a huge believer of the paranormal or anything like that, but for a few years now I've had the habit of like looking at the clock exactly at 11:34 or 3:00 at night. For those of you who are confused, 11:34 turned upside down spells hell and 3 is like demon hour of some shit. It happens all the time. I tend not thing think about it until after it happens but it happens everyday. I think all that stuff is BULLSHIT why is it happening to me?!

Anyways here are my dreams:

The first night, which would be three days ago, would be one that would frighten most, mainly because I don't know if it was a dream or not. It felt as if a spiritual entity was messing with me... while I slept. I don't know much about these things but it was pretty scary. It's strange because I didn't think paranormal activity was a good movie, nor have I talked much about it or even thought about until after that night.

Night number two, which would be two days ago, is a little sketchy now. I don't remember all the details, but I certainly did when I woke up. Apparently everyone was being possessed by something and they were turning bloody evil. Basically me and a few others... it ended up me being the last one... had to keep these people in check so they didn't go off going crazy. I remember their faces in great detail. Surprisingly enough I couldn't relate them to anyone that I currently know. I also remembered how their faces would change once they were taken control of, the dark grin and their eyes would turn all black.

 

The third dream, which would be last nights dream was more strange than scary consisted of two dreams. Mainly because I tossed a little while I slept and you only visually know you're having a dream when you wake up. Technically people can have thousands of dreams while they sleep. The only one you remember is the one before you woke up. Anywho, both of these consisted of water. Dark water.

The first one seemed like we were at a Fishery or Fish hatchery, which is a place where humans put fish to breed. Apparently there was an amazing penny in the first hatchery section... and I just had to have it. The water was clear and I could clearly see nothing else was in there. I was apparently in school at the time, since I had a teacher and bunch of classmates. So I stripped off my clothes and jumped in, no big deal. But then I realized it was super deep. at least 50 feet. But I had to have this penny so I swam and swam deeper and deeper and I finally got the penny. I looked up to find that there was no way I could get back with how long I could hold my breathe. a few strokes back up and I lost my breathe, but then learn that I could breathe underwater! So I enjoyed myself for a few moments then swam back up to my class.

Everyone was astonished at what I had done... but then there was this other deep pool type hatchery thing. Which had two creatures in it one of which was this HUGE ASS FISH and it had teeth, but it was held in place by some kind of brace. The other creature was like the lochness monster, but he was at the bottum and his flipper was stuck OH NO! so I had to dive into the dark deep watch to find him and free him, pretty badass right? Well no. I wasn't diving into pitch black water with that man eating fish and all that. Then somehow we managed to release the water and save nessy after a long argument on how to free her/him (idk)

The second dream also had something to do with water, but a local one that I know of. Apparently in this dream a man bought all the lowlying river plains in our area. He was a scientist who owned a big house by the river. He soon went missing and was presumed dead. or they found his body, hell if I knew. Anyways me and a couple of buddies went down to the river to swim. Well long story short this scientist created a monster half alligator half shark half human or some shit. All my friends were eaten and I was seriously injured. I managed to escape the river, barely, and decided to walk home. When I got to the road I stepped in a small patch of fog, that sent me flying away. I asked a bystander if he saw what had happened and he was like Oh yea! that happens all the time. So I went back to this fog and would jump around in it and it would launch me all over the place. Then I played in the fog until I woke up.

I thought dreams were suppose to have meaning or something, at least that's what some Native American tribes thought.

Lemonade

Today's post is about Lemonade. Enjoy.

Lemonade is quite delicious and orgasmicly refreshing. I enjoy lemonade from time to time, though it's never on my list when I'm thirsty.

Today though I've had quite a supply due to me making a fresh batch of good old pink lemonade... delish

For those of you who don't mind alcohol what, are you gay? mikes hard lemonade is also quite delicious ok the gay comment wasn't very nice. I have nothing against homosexuals. Here are some stunning pictures of the bottles. Oh yessss...

I haven't had one of these in a long time. I should go find someone who would be willing to purchase these for my use.

I recommend every passerby, follower, blogger and any other person who comes across this post to take time out of their day and enjoy a nice glass of lemonade.

DO IT.

Those are rubber ducks... not lemons, but I don't care. Rubber ducks are more interesting to have so many of, am I right?

A boring Saturday.. What?!

Greetings.

Today is turning out to be yet another completely boring, shitty day.

Saturdays usually consist of me hanging out with people, having a blast and letting go of the boring/shitty days of the week. If for some reason I don't hang out with anyone I'll usually do stuff at home.

Well not this Saturday! Everyone that I usually associate with is busy. Oh no! That's okay I'll find something to preoccupy my time. Laundry.. Done. Clean!.. Done. Work out?.. Garage is packed with stuff, so all your equipment cannot be reached due to home renovations out of my control. Go outside :D!.. Nope it's cloudy, cold, wet and overall nasty. Sit at your computer and lurk... I like to sit at my computer right when I wake up or late at night, because I hate to waste a day away. Especially one labeled as a "Saturday" Also what is there to do on the internet than communicate with people.

I'm not in the reading mood or in the vidya game mood. What to do?

Also all Saturday parties were moved to next week, due to end of finals and stuff! GOOD GOD DO THEY EXPECT ME TO STUDY?

Photoshop Requests

I'm not too shabby at Photoshop, as you can see in posts past. If anyone would like me to Photoshop something let me know and I'll see what I can do!

Recovery and Deterioration

I see Blogger has fixed most of their issues. That's good I guess. Recovery!

Food for thought. Did you know I'm usually always in a bad mood?

Well now you know. I cannot stand the way I live at all. I've got four dogs that live in my house. They're all small, thank goodness, but they're the most annoying little shits in the universe. Also, finding a job is really getting on my nerves. I feel that when I talk to my peers or other people I sound like a broken record. "I need to get a job" "I'm looking" and all of that. I've actually have gone out of my way, these past two months and went to a ton of places and applied impressed yea?. I've only been to ONE interview and they chose someone else over me.

So about these dogs:

Numba 1: They don't listen.
Numba 2: They bark, constantly and I'm not allowed to put my hand down since my roommates (Grandma's boy reference, it means parents) think I'm an abuser and I'll break their little bones.
Numba 3: They don't listen. Oh yea that's right I said this. Well they bite when I bring friends here. >:( people don't like that. Especially people of the opposite sex.
Numba 4: There are four of them. That's almost all your fingers on one hand!
Numba 5: They're treated better than me, as in they get treats every goddamn day, what the hell? I've been a good boy* ;) why don't I get a treat every now and then?
Numba 6: They're smelly. I'm not responsible for their existence, I dislike them, I'm not gonna wash them and shit.
Numba 7: Their grooming costs more money than I spend on myself for grooming. 40 big ones for 1 dog. and yes there's four of them. Holy bitchtits batman, it doesn't cost that much for toothpaste shampoo and razors to shave my ass. I go around with long-ish hair since I, for some reason, cant afford to get my hair cut every three months or so, yet the dogs get theirs done every two months. Sharp.
Numba 8: They TEAR SHIT UP. Out of my control 100%. I go to what we call "college" this is "school" but for people who are out of the public/private school systems consisting of 12 years. Anywho. These dogs, when OTHER PEOPLE let them roam around my place of residence, find items consisting of shoes, pencils, pens but not excluding remote controls, books, and other things they SOMEHOW get ahold of.

 

Numba 9: When they were little they would shit in the house. I swear I'd take them out every 15 minutes and they'd manage to hold in their shit long enough outside to shit inside.

All of these "numbas" along with around 1,203 others really takes a mental toll off on me. I can usually shrug stuff off, but recently it's pissed me off beyond comprehension. It's not anything serious. Well serious enough for me to rant about it but I'm certainly not going to cut myself. Or am I?

OH I almost forgot not really I just wrote that just because. I don't know why.

For those trollingdouchebagfaggotrednecks it's called a leash, a fence or a rope. If you let your animals roam around on the street, I will hit them in my vehicle going way above the recommended speed limit. I will not avoid them, I've got better things to do than pay attention while driving.

*Lies *All Pictures were unrelated