All the love...
Jun. 28th, 2004 01:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thedarksiren2Butthead is being a MUCH better bird today. He was screeching a bit when I got up, but now as I am sitting here, he is all about the pretty cat-calls he's got down to a science. He lifts his wings, a bit trembly-like, moves slightly in his cage...up or down a few bars...and does his call. Move a few bars, call...
He really is a rad bird, even if he is getting senile.
~8)
Had really weird dreams, none of which I can remember completely, but in fragments. The first was me climbing into a giant bathtub, old, rolled-up jeans on my legs, hair back in a bandanna. I reachy behind me, facing the rear of the tub, and grab some sort of cleaning shtuff and spray it like mad all over the tub and shower walls. Then, reach back again, toward the spigot, bring up some comet-like substance. Shake, shake shake...everywhere. I kept reaching back, grabbing shtuff, putting it all over everything.
I then looked for some kind of scrubbing device, thinking the scrubbing bubble action just wasn't what it was meant to be, grabbed my very dark green toothbrush from the gargoyle toothbrush-holder, and began scrubbing the grout with it.
I think someone interrupted me, but I don't really know.
Second dream - I was hanging out with Therese, whom I haven't seen, sadly, in quite some time IRL. Her boyfriend came up while people wandered by -- hmm, there's another part of the dream coming back to me...OH! We were all in some old-fashioned type place, somewhere out west (this is, quite blatantly, inspired by a show I watched last night with![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
wraptboy on ghosts and ghost towns) The weird thing was, I think we were all waiting to get our photos taken initially, but then we all kept finding really old, stale and sometimes moldy, bread slices, and we were placing them in an old toaster-thing. I stood by my toast, waiting patiently while Therese waited to use a toaster.
Her boyfriend (not her real-life boyfriend though...not sure who this guy was) came into the parlor and began thwacking people over their heads, insulting some of them, and walked up to her, saying, "What're you doin'? You don' need that. Why ya think ya need that? Yer fat enough as it is, ya sow!"
I began to fume, and wished he would come insult me instead so I could hit him over the head with a big iron frying pan, just like the ladies did in the old days. He walked by me, smoking a nasty-smelling cigarette, and he blew it in my general direction but kept on walking.
I somehow wound up in the car with the couple, and we were driving around near Legacy Village (an obscenely expensive shopping area on the east side of Cleveland). He kept bitching and griping about anything he could think of while Therese sat quietly, obediently. I didn't understand, and sat back in my seat annoyed. I then noticed my dark-blue sleeping bag in the back seat to my right. I wondered briefly why it was in their car, and Therese pulled over to the right to let him out. I know we, meaning he and I, had some kind of conversation where he laughed at something I said. I know I wasn't being funny, but rather, a bit smarmy. He was lost on it, which is why I figure he laughed.
He got out of the car, said, "Later," to me, and went walking down a grassy hill toward his job (that was what I figured, anyway). I thought about getting out of the car and moving to the front seat, but there was camping gear everywhere around me, appearing out of nowhere, and Yvonne, Therese's best friend, suddenly appeared in the front seat.
There was conversation, but hell if I remember anything beyond this moment.
OK, off to get Chipotle withbindrune (cuz we got naked! tee!hee!) and get some other shtuff done.
He really is a rad bird, even if he is getting senile.
~8)
Had really weird dreams, none of which I can remember completely, but in fragments. The first was me climbing into a giant bathtub, old, rolled-up jeans on my legs, hair back in a bandanna. I reachy behind me, facing the rear of the tub, and grab some sort of cleaning shtuff and spray it like mad all over the tub and shower walls. Then, reach back again, toward the spigot, bring up some comet-like substance. Shake, shake shake...everywhere. I kept reaching back, grabbing shtuff, putting it all over everything.
I then looked for some kind of scrubbing device, thinking the scrubbing bubble action just wasn't what it was meant to be, grabbed my very dark green toothbrush from the gargoyle toothbrush-holder, and began scrubbing the grout with it.
I think someone interrupted me, but I don't really know.
Second dream - I was hanging out with Therese, whom I haven't seen, sadly, in quite some time IRL. Her boyfriend came up while people wandered by -- hmm, there's another part of the dream coming back to me...OH! We were all in some old-fashioned type place, somewhere out west (this is, quite blatantly, inspired by a show I watched last night with
wraptboy on ghosts and ghost towns) The weird thing was, I think we were all waiting to get our photos taken initially, but then we all kept finding really old, stale and sometimes moldy, bread slices, and we were placing them in an old toaster-thing. I stood by my toast, waiting patiently while Therese waited to use a toaster. Her boyfriend (not her real-life boyfriend though...not sure who this guy was) came into the parlor and began thwacking people over their heads, insulting some of them, and walked up to her, saying, "What're you doin'? You don' need that. Why ya think ya need that? Yer fat enough as it is, ya sow!"
I began to fume, and wished he would come insult me instead so I could hit him over the head with a big iron frying pan, just like the ladies did in the old days. He walked by me, smoking a nasty-smelling cigarette, and he blew it in my general direction but kept on walking.
I somehow wound up in the car with the couple, and we were driving around near Legacy Village (an obscenely expensive shopping area on the east side of Cleveland). He kept bitching and griping about anything he could think of while Therese sat quietly, obediently. I didn't understand, and sat back in my seat annoyed. I then noticed my dark-blue sleeping bag in the back seat to my right. I wondered briefly why it was in their car, and Therese pulled over to the right to let him out. I know we, meaning he and I, had some kind of conversation where he laughed at something I said. I know I wasn't being funny, but rather, a bit smarmy. He was lost on it, which is why I figure he laughed.
He got out of the car, said, "Later," to me, and went walking down a grassy hill toward his job (that was what I figured, anyway). I thought about getting out of the car and moving to the front seat, but there was camping gear everywhere around me, appearing out of nowhere, and Yvonne, Therese's best friend, suddenly appeared in the front seat.
There was conversation, but hell if I remember anything beyond this moment.
OK, off to get Chipotle with
bindrune (cuz we got naked! tee!hee!) and get some other shtuff done.
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Date: 2004-06-28 06:19 pm (UTC)I knew we were meant to be together :o)
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Date: 2004-06-29 10:01 am (UTC)seems a deeper meaning now!~;D
Come out of this person in the name of Jesus Christ.
Date: 2004-06-29 06:27 am (UTC)Jesus Christ was crucified and died for the
sins of the world, and rose again to life on
the third day.
demons, be silent and come out of this person now
in the name of Jesus Christ, the son of God, and
enter them no more.
Mark 1:27 And they were all amazed, so that they questioned among themselves, saying, "What is this? A new teaching with authority! He commands even the unclean spirits, and they obey him."
Mark 7:20-23 And the LORD Jesus Christ said, "What comes out of a person is what defiles him. For from within, out of the heart of man, come evil thoughts, sexual immorality, theft, murder, adultery, coveting, wickedness, deceit, sensuality, envy, slander, pride, foolishness. All these evil things come from within, and they defile a person."
John 3:19 The light has come into the world, and people who do evil things are judged guilty because they love the dark more than the light.
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Date: 2004-06-29 11:14 am (UTC)(thanks for the laugh, whoever you are)
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Date: 2004-06-29 11:51 am (UTC):D
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Date: 2004-06-30 05:37 am (UTC)DO YOU CALL THIS CLEAN, CHRISTINA???!!!! DO YOU CALL THIS CLEAN???!!!! *apoplexy*
As for that interesting exorcism comment, how's come you didn't tell me you were possessed, Dawn-Dawn? I would have brought a bundt over or something. *giggles*
I sure as hell didn't know there were Catholic priests wasting their time on LJ...wierd, but sadly not completely unbelievable.