Dream 14

18 08 2011

Since I didn’t watch a film last night, here’s a dream I had a few nights ago.

Dream 14

It was at night, and I was stepping out of the shower in a house that wasn’t quite like mine but it was somehow our home.  On my phone, I saw that my Australian penpal had sent me a text saying, “World War III has begun.”  I was alarmed, to say the least, and when I looked outside the window, I saw rockets in the air, falling down toward the city.  So naturally, I was really freaked out and scared, and I went and found my mommy sitting on the couch, staring out at the window.  I crawled next to her and told her I was scared, and she told me it was going to be okay and that we were going to pack our bags and move to somewhere safer.

I asked about Florence, my older sister, and as we walked over to her room, she said she was coming with us.  When I looked into the room, it was quite dark.  I tried to turn the lights on but the switch didn’t seem to work.  I saw my sister’s shape in bed, sleeping, and somehow I knew she wasn’t coming with us because she was just too lazy to get out of bed.  Suddenly, from out of a closet next to the bed (which isn’t the way the room is laid out in real life), my other twin sister, jumped out and said she was coming with us and immediately began throwing clothes from the closet onto the bed and on the floor.  That woke my sleeping sister, who told us to keep it down.

My mother and I then got into the car but I didn’t know where we were driving to.  When we pulled up to Superstore, a rocket landed very close to us, and my mom, who was holding on to me as she was driving (I wasn’t wearing a seatbelt) swerved the car to avoid the rocket as it exploded on the ground.

Inside Superstore, there were lots of people, though not as many as I thought there’d be.  Everyone was buying food and supplies, but I saw that they were blocking off certain parts of the store for some reason, like clothing.  Lots of bakery items were being sold.  My mom bought some roses and paper for a letter, and after she bought it, she told me to write a goodbye letter to Florence.  She had written a bit on the top of the letter herself, but her writing was really childish and hard to read.

May 21, 2011: the end of the world

21 05 2011

Well, clearly not.  I wish I had the time to write up a bit more on yet another supposed day of doom to this world but I have to send some people an email about my availability for a short film my friend is planning on shooting and it is confusing — the scheduling, not the film.  Well… nevermind, yes, the scheduling.

I also want to quickly add that I find it surprising — but mainly amusing — that I get around 15 – 20 views a day now.  Cool beans.  🙂

Damn you, Family Feud.

20 05 2011

This is more of a rant than anything, but I’ve been playing the Tournament mode for Family Feud for the past while.  It’s different than the original version in that it’s basically a round of Fast Money but your answers are compared to other Family Feud players on facebook.  There are different levels of difficulty; you start on Normal and depending on if you finish with the highest score or lowest score, you move up and down difficulty levels.  Down a notch from Normal is Beginner, which I was on for a while and I kept losing and losing, slightly ashamed that I was on the same level as some these other strangers.  I thought this was the lowest level until I noticed I was on Novice, and that was pretty sad.  I’ve never gotten higher than Normal because I apparently am too stupid to win anymore, and I’m stuck on Novice, which appears to consist of me and about 2 or 3 other players because every time I play the game, I always get paired up with those people, and they always end up beating me, which is really frustrating.  It’s not frustrating because it’s them (I have no idea who they are) but it’s frustrating to keep losing and losing all the time.  Argh!

Yes, I could just not play but fuck, I want to get myself back up to Beginner at least.

In other news, the world is supposed to end tomorrow.  Around six-ish.  Not sure what time zone that’s supposed to be, but I’ll be alert if I hear that Europe or the East Coast has been destroyed hours earlier.