silverthorne: (Dreamcatcher)
And without eating anything weird, super spicy, or right before bed, either...

First dream, I, some friends (people I don't even know in RL), and a couple of cousins were all sharing this absolutely gorgeous 'cabin' overlooking some valley that was a mix of Tucson (lots of rolling hills and desert trees) and...some other foothill-like place with a lot of green. Apparently, there was a zombie epidemic, but the attacks came in waves, and could be timed, so everyone's lifestyle was built around getting things done outside of the home when the zombie attacks were at their low peaks.

The zombies looked like a weird mix of skinned dog/mountain lion with no eyes (and no eye sockets, either), but were somewhat intelligent, because they could figure out what doorknobs were for...but couldn't use their paws or teeth to move them.


Second dream I had taken Foot into the vet, because she was sick. Talked to the doctor and one of his recommended 'cures' was to transfer her personality/soul to a 'donor body' (IE: the body of someone elses pet that had passed away). Which I agreed to. What was weird was that after they did it, Foot was in a body that looked almost exactly like hers, except she had a full length tail. Except after a few days, if you looked at her at the wrong angle, it looked like the tail had fallen off where her original tail ended (It was curling under and had quit functioning from that joint forward). I spent most of that dream wondering how old the donor body had been, and why it had been put to sleep, and wondering if I hadn't just shortened my cats life rather than save it.
silverthorne: (Road of Green Rain)
Plain Cream of Wheat is not very tasty, but it's edible.

Right eye seems to still be improving at a snail's pace.

I've had weird ass dreams two nights in a row now that involve incredible changing cats, Bon Jovi, and waiting for the guy of my dreams at some location...and invariably waking up before he gets there. Oh, and tornados. Must not forget those. Whee!

Ever have one of those moments days weeks where you want to do about four or five creative things at once and you get so overloaded by it that you end up not doing any of them?

Today I run when I get off work. And I'm not going to use the fact that I need to shave my legs as an excuse, either (because if I shaved first, then I'd end up taking two baths within four hours, which is a waste of water. And no I'm not going to dry shave. Ugly things happen when I dry shave). I'm there for cardio. Anyone else who shows up can just deal with the black stubble. So there. PHEAR my angry black running stubble, you swine! Because eventually, it will be faster than you!

Also, for some idiotic reason, I have 'Miaka!'...'Tamahome!' going through my head right now.

Yeah. Med time, maybe?

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