Allright, I know I haven't updated this in forever, but I need a place to write down this very odd dream I had. I'm starting to lose it, however, so there might be odd clips and whatnot. A summary of what's gone down recently will follow.
So I've watched Repo! recently and loved it (go rent it, it's great) and in my dream, for some reason, I was being chased by the repo man. But it wasn't one of those things where he found me and killed me and that was that; I had the idea that he and I had done this many times before and I had either always escaped, or he let me go for some reason. We were like old friends inspiring terror in one another, you know? So this time around, he cornered me in my room, and I walked up close to him, lifted his shirt (he wasn't wearing his crazy doctor's clothes, it was more like black pants, boots, a shirt, the hood, and a coat of some sort), and he was incredibly pale underneath. Like, white/blue-ish, and I ran my hands over his midsection almost lovingly while he dropped his weapons (they were beautiful obsidian things, long and dark and sharp, and very ornate) and then just stood there. He didn't say a word (I don't think I had ever heard him speak), and he didn't move away, but it was apparent that he didn't like the attention. So, in order to distract him from gutting me this time, I slipped one hand into his pants, and after a little attention, but before either of us were done, he jerked away and fled my room.
After that is one of those jumps that seems to only happen in dreams, and I was on the run through some sort of marketplace surrounded by taller buildings, chased by my repo man and two others (a male and a female who actually would do their job). In my dream, I had limited flight, and I was using it to try and escape, while at the same time weaving through alleyways and buildings and anything I could jump on, duck around, or whatever. The two deadly ones were always right on my heels, with the less deadly one right behind them, and they eventually cornered me on the balcony of a tall brick building, and now I can't remember if one of the two forced me to my knees and slit my throat, or if my repo guy convinced them to let me go. I think I died, but I'm not sure.
ANYWAY, summary time.
-Last summer I went to visit Rob in Texas, his roomate (an ex of his) and I didn't get along much, and the trip culminated in Rob backhanding me in a Wal-Mart. Fun times. I was pissed for a bit, but I've since forgiven him, but Arthur was so much more angry than I was, and has vowed to do all sorts of bad things to Rob when they next meet. -Er... Last fall I had class and whatnot, and that was fun. I took metalsmithing and it turns out I don't suck at it and actually enjoy it. So woo. I met this guy named Chris who I still talk to and who I'm kind of crushing on, and might ask out if I stop being a giant girl about it. -At work I met a different Chris, and also worked with an old highschool 'friend' (I use the term lightly. We had the same group of friends but really didn't like each other much), Dani, and the three of us were inseperable untill Chris moved about five ours a way a couple weeks ago. One of my managers at work now, Sean, is a bit older than me, and goes to school with me, and he's super cool. We've hung out a couple times and I like him a lot. -Recently, Rob and I had a bit of a falling out, but it's better now, I think. He's planning to come visit me the second week of March and to try and make up for the shitty vacation we had last time. Arthur thinks I'm stupid for still talking to him, but hey, I love the bastard.
I think that's it. Sorry for nor updating in almost a year. Heh.
fuck this, I can't write tonight. I just want to love him and hold him and be with him. And no, not you Arthur. For one time in eight years, I don't want you. I will int he morning, undoubtably, but right now, I just want my Patrick back.
SoySauceBeast: yea, Arthur and I were sharing an apartment and Joe came to visit me and when we got in the door he got really, -really- aggressive with me, and I was yelling and stuff, and Arthur came to see what I was freaking out about and he saw Joe attempting to do all sorts of bad things to me so he ran up and punched him right in the jaw and pulled me back and then Joe just got majorly pissed and grabbed a dagger from one of the walls (they were decoration, but sharp) and stabbed Arthur right in the stomach, so I kicked Joe back, sad Arthur down, took the knife and just went to town on Joe. I mean, I cut off his hands, ears and one eye, cut out his tounge and just mutilated his face but made it so he'd still be alive (he's a storyteller, so I made it he couldn't ever tell one again) and then I of course went to jail and you [Patrick, an exboyfriend] came to visit me while I was waiting for my trial and I told you that's what I would have done to Gwen if I could, and you were just o_o, and then at my trial I was just calm and content and admitted to everything and then I Think I was sentanced to death. I don't remember anything after the trial TrenchNoir: I see.... SoySauceBeast: yea, it was all twisted TrenchNoir: So your therepist knows about this, right?