We're the dream warrriors... don't wanna dream no more

[jchrisobrien]

Today was pretty darn productive. I'd get into it more, but the wine is making it hard to concentrate.
Suffice to say, I painted a lot, checked for jobs, finished another taping project, and entertained Couplingchaos.

I made baked cod fillets with lemon pepper vegetables. It was absolutely dvine! Then we watched Near Dark.
Then I dropped her off... and soon I will be going to bed

Oh and...


I was at my parent's house again, and a black kid was hanging out in the yard next door, making fun of me. He was using all the old childhood phrases to mock me. I would mock him back, but he continued. Eventually, I turned and asked him if he wanted to fight. He wouldn't, but threatented to beat my ass, yadda yadda yadda. I would turn and walk towards my house, and he would follow me, but when I turned to face and challenge him, he would stop and mouth off again.

Eventually, I said "You know what? You aren't going to do shit. You're going to posture and threaten, but when it comes down to it, you're going to punk out. Screw you." And I turned my back on him and that was that. I moved on to another part of my dream. And what would have become a big confrontation ended, because I called his bluff.

I expect to stare down my dreams again tonight. So there is hope! Your sleep can improve!

Comments

[heatray.livejournal.com]

you're lucky it wasn't the black kid from nightmare on elm street 3. he would have come in your house and crushed all your chairs. then what would you do?

you wouldn't be sitting down, that's for damn sure.