I don't remember...
Jan. 23rd, 2004 09:57 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thedarksiren2my alarm going off, but I must have messed with it because I woke up to a dream of some guy wearing a wife beater, leather jacket and blue jeans saying "blah blah blah" with the most atrocious grin. He was standing in this strange red box, a thin box, or so I thought. He then reached up, and using his pointer finger and thumb, began peeling the box from around him, a stain left in the air where the box, which was now a limp red line, had been.
Then I realized that somewhere along the way this morning I hit the snooze and changed the sound from the obnoxious "RAAAH!RAAAH!RAAAH!" of the alarm to the radio, which is set on AM (because I like to hear the news in the morning, particularly when it's 10 degrees out with a -13 wind-chill...brrr!) and lo, Glenn Beck is going on about the debates last night, and some candidate is on the cover of a pro-gay (that's what he said) magazine and, I quote, "couldn't look more gay if he tried."
my brain didn't need that first thing.
Or maybe it did, who knows. The subconsious is a very peculiar vessel to be reckoned with, after all.
Then I realized that somewhere along the way this morning I hit the snooze and changed the sound from the obnoxious "RAAAH!RAAAH!RAAAH!" of the alarm to the radio, which is set on AM (because I like to hear the news in the morning, particularly when it's 10 degrees out with a -13 wind-chill...brrr!) and lo, Glenn Beck is going on about the debates last night, and some candidate is on the cover of a pro-gay (that's what he said) magazine and, I quote, "couldn't look more gay if he tried."
my brain didn't need that first thing.
Or maybe it did, who knows. The subconsious is a very peculiar vessel to be reckoned with, after all.
