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feeling: stuffed up
listening to: Gackt - Kalmia
The other night I had what I believe was my first doomsday dream. It was kinda fun. x) Like... the whole Earth received warning ahead of time from some massive alien force that 3 huge world disasters would soon occur, and following the third, he/she/it would eliminate Earth. When I say massive alien force, I mean MASSIVE. The ship flown by the alien dude doing the threatening was like, the size of Africa... and it only carried ONE alien. The head honcho, no doubt. And when he spoke to warn the Earth of its impending doom, he just kind of hovered above the planet somewhere, within sight of an entire hemisphere, and... spoke. Real time, no satellites, no microphones, nothing. Just spoke, and everyone on the planet heard him. THAT is large.
Anyway, the 3 big disasters I don't remember too clearly... one was the destruction of most of Africa (or maybe South America...) using, like, some kind of laser bomb or something. The continent was one massive crater with a big round rock/bomb/thing the size of a truck in the center of it. Naturally, its aftershocks were felt all over the planet. The second incident I don't really remember, but I recall that at some point the alien announced that the final disaster before the apocalypse would be the grisly death of a very influential earthling, one whose falling would be felt all over the world. And guess who this person turned out to be?
Ashley Olsen. *stands on edge of cliff, cries, spreads arms*
She died in a bike 'accident'. She was riding with some friends when a car slammed her to the pavement. She survived that, but then one of her biking buddies came back and rode her bike over her body until it was literally reamed in two. Right at the waist. I still remember how her legs twitched after they were separated from the rest of her...
Anyway... most of the rest of the dream was spent waiting for the end. Being scared stiff, lonely, amused, and mad curious all at once... wondering how and when the planet would meet its demise, whether it would be quick and painless or slow and hurty... ah yes, tension was rampant.
Even my apocalypse dreams are so fudged up it's humorous.
And now, I have a cold. Right on time - almost exactly 2 months since my last cold. This one came from Dad though. It's funny... Dad hardly ever gets sick, even when everyone else in the house is sick. When he was a kid he shared a room with 3 younger brothers who all had chicken pox at once, and he never caught it. But somehow he caught a cold this past week, and within 2 days Mom and I were both sniffling and moaning and coughing and talking in an otherwise-impossibly low register, right along with him. I hate colds. The left side of my nose feels like some tiny little booger-man superglued it shut from the inside. And I can actually feel how full my sinuses are by pressing on the roof of my mouth with my tongue. There's a sinus cavity right above the roof of the mouth... that would be the full one. It's quite a sensation. Next time you have a sinus cold, press hard on the roof of your mouth with your tongue and feel it. I'm serious. XP
Can we tell it's summer and I have absolutely nothing worth posting about?
Oh, yeah... Pinky Peach Mints RULE!!! Must buy lifetime supply next time I'm at Seafood Japan...
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dragged from Becky's stream of consciousness at 7/18/2003 02:50:00 AM
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