hwOwa!

[thedarksiren2]

My dreams were crazy swirled-images in neon-colors and blood.
violent hands grabbing at flesh too suble to sustain its langor
in cotton-ball bliss.
swish of soft-peach, slash of crimson
and ivory-toothed aggression
silver-tones slitting
but they were only fingernails...

knives would have been kinder, and more forgiving.

the shadows invaded each movement, black caressing red
intervening and constricting
wrap-around the peaches and cream
and tear through it all like a missile
right through my heart
and as it bursts, the smoke is gray
and suffocation is blue-lavendar
heightened-extreme; powers of disbelief suspend
and immersion in liquid-sink-stumbling-streak,
my legs twist, those hands trip me
and I am falling down, down...


I woke to my alarm clock at 10:20, completely disoriented, confused, searching for my stars hanging from the canopy. I looked around for a moment, and my first thoughts had something to do with comparing this room to being just barely twice as big as the office back at Howe House, only with a window and a closet.

~{8/

No, not pessimistic, jsut figuring out what to do with this room. I am allowed to paint it if I want to. I just have to go to the housing people and get a pre-approved paint or something. I was thinking how I'd like to move the desk, but I'll need some extension cords and longer phone-lines to reach the puter and shtuff.

I've never painted a room before. I am sure it's not hard, but umm, yeah. I am clueless as to how to even begin such a process.

Of course, the trick will be I have to paint it back to white when I leave. I wonder if there are bigger dorms, or if they're all this small?

Well, enough procrastinating. I need to take a shower and move some things in yet. It was just too late and annoying to finish last night. Besides, I have a BEAST of a blister on my right big-toe that is NOT happy today. I may walk around barefoot for a while...

Oh, and the bathroom. I share it with four other ladies and 4-6 men - not sure exactly on the latter. At any rate, I live in a corner of Brough with a couple rooms real close by, something similar to what's called a quad, I guess (??) I met one mate last night, Laura - she's a nice person, or seemed to be. She filled the bathroom with minty-goodness last night, and sang along to country from her room. I only heard her in the hallway though - since I discovered the computer plays CDs and can copy them to the media player, I haven't heard much of anything but my music. The day will consist of me copying all the cds I brought so I can take them back to Jawndomay tomorrow.

OK, time to get a parking permit and shtuff.

Comments

[jjjiii]

The rooms used to be bigger, but people kept painting them and eventually the layers of paint made the rooms smaller and smaller each year until they're now the size you see today.

To paint, first clear everything out of the room. Then mask off anything you don't want to have get painted. Then wash the surfaces and allow them to dry. Then paint. Then clean up. Of course, since it's a dorm room and you'll only be living there a year, you might want to skip everything after the first step, and go directly into painting.

[thedarksiren.livejournal.com]

LOL

thank you, guppy. I appreciate you taking the time for this, considering how much work you must have in your new place.

I don't think I will be painting it though. Ill only be here until June, so it's not really worth it. Jay said I should just wall-paper with pics and ticky-tac, so I am consdering that instead.

I have time...nothing I can't solve eventually.