[ Tuesday, February 18, 2003 ]
Had a fucking crazy dream last night... I don't remember it too clearly, most of it was okay, but then i remembe running, i was somewhere near my parents house, and I heard this loud bang sound, and i started to run, as i realized that it was a gunshot. so then i fell, and i realized that i'd been shot through my spine, just above my hips, and i could feel the blood pouring out of me, and i couldn't move, or hardly breathe, or scream or anything... i looked over towards where the shot had come from , and this girl was coming towards me, she had a pistol in her hands. i was trying to ask her why/who/what kinda questions, and she just dropped this laminated card on my chest, which had some weird note about cleaning things up and signed "jasmine, x o". very odd. i was kindof upset when i woke up (it woke me up, i woke up before i had a chance to properly read the note), but i was so tired, too tired to really be too upset.tired tired... yar, was re-entering zero return land, practising with arc and ben, we're going to go down to the "new cobalt" tonight, the astoria, for the open mike extravaganza. Should be a fun sloppy fucking mess, a song about sexual attraction to teenage girls, a song about being wasted... and fish sticks, a song that no one is really sure what its about... but fish sticks rules, in its way.
any else? i'm out of the doghouse, i'm pretty sure, which is nice. we had fun cuddles when i got home, made me feel reassured about life somehow...
Escaper [2/18/2003 01:21:00 PM]
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