Thursday, July 22, 2010

Dream About Zombies

I am playing football with a bunch of people (no idea who, I think made-up dream people) and I am running towards the goal and people are running all around me and there is a line of four guys in front of me, arms around each other like when someone gets a penalty kick. The guy furthest from me sees me coming and leans across to tell the guy at the other end to be careful (not to crush me or something). I get pissed and start shouting at him for being sexist and thinking they need to go easy on me. And then I run out of insults to yell and call him a misogynist (which is… not a very accurate term).

Skip to where I wake up in my room at night, in the dark. I think, ‘Where did everyone go?’ and presume that they are all continuing the game in another room. So I roam through the house trying to find them. All the rooms are dark, and I think they are hiding and I hate things jumping at me out of the dark so I wander randomly into rooms and yell ‘Boo!’ so that they’ll scream first and I’ll find them. Only no one screams and I get a little worried because I can’t find anyone. (To clarify, it was sort of like my house, and some of the rooms looked the same, but I think the dream house was bigger.) Then I go upstairs and find a guy in the spare room, and a girl in the master bedroom, but they don’t know where the others are. I find my sister in a rolled-up mattress outside my room, but that’s it.

I climb out of my window to the building behind my house, which is also dark except for the second floor where there is a brightly lit school hall with rows of people sitting inside. I approach the girl sitting at a desk outside the hall, and she checks her list and tells me that my friends were there, but they have been released already. So I just wander around the place for a bit, then I don’t remember much except a zombie-woman and me freaking out and realising that my friends may be dead and possibly more zombies and more freaking out.

Then there is a flashback-like thing where I cut into another reality and I am in my room with the lights on and people around and a girl is screaming ‘South! South! Let me finish it!’ or something to that effect. I am playing a board game, and she rushes across the room to complete her turn and suddenly everything is back to normal.

The girl says something about planting seeds and crops dying and zombies outside the city (by finishing the game she somehow altered the timeline) and I go downstairs to find my mum and dad and maid and hand them kitchen knives/sharp tools and tell them to just take it and be careful even though they think I’m crazy because the zombies haven’t arrived and they think everything is fine. I know the zombies are coming but not how soon so I go out and buy knives.

Cut to night time and I’m out on the street and there are zombies slinking around and someone gets injured so we bring her into a house and I tell someone to stay with her. Then there is a commotion outside (can’t remember what) and I run out and so does everyone else and when it’s over I’m like ‘Why are you outside you’re supposed to be inside!!!!!’ and we all run back in and two people are dead in the room and I am pissed.

Then we spot a zombie outside and go after it and there turns out to be a lot of zombies. They’re on a field trip or something, and they have their handlers with them (my brain is weird like that). So I start stabbing zombies and slitting throats and they all die and we are relieved! And then I wake up.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

Sunday, July 18, 2010





My friends. ♥

Saturday, July 10, 2010

What's going on in Toronto?

Thursday, July 08, 2010

My life right now

Google/Wiki/Tumblr+ :
1. Radiohead
2. Merlin
3. Callum Keith Rennie

Recommend me movies, someone? I've been wanting to watch movies lately, quiet atmospheric films about small towns/farms/fields. Heh.

Also, I am reading up on just about shows CKR has been in. Made easy by the CKR files, and omg, that is a lot of dedication. My eyes crossed just reading the wiki pages, but if I'm not wrong, that has everything he's ever been in. Even if just for eight seconds.

Why am I doing this to myself? I should just watch Due South and wait for it to pass.

Thursday, July 01, 2010

Fly on, little wing

Time for some music that is of no interest to anyone reading this!


I was going to make a commentary for each song, but I started with Eric Johnson and there are no words for him, really.