your royal sinus strikes again.
i've been lazy to document. no other excuse.
a couple of dreams i can remember :
: (i) being at nirvana's soundcheck for some festival. (ii) watching my husband involved in a battle-royal-esque sport - where you had to run around a basement parking lot with a flashlight. and if someone else found you, you had to be murdered. :
as of late i've been dreaming about snakes.
: (i) it was my turn to clean the basement of the house. (we sort of lived in an old stone house) and there were these snakes of all colours / patterns / sizes and they were just hanging out but i managed to get rid of them. (ii) there was a heap of them and they made a hole in the wall of the house and almost slid their way in but i dug out the earth and buried them alive whilst hitting them between their eyes. : there is a particular yellow snake with black stripes that appeared in both dreams. whoever you are, you need to go far far away and yonder. it's not very cool to have dreams about snakes. not very cool at all.
i have the most amazing pet turtle ever. he behaves like a cat.
ost for 'dark shadows' is pretty rad too.
