so, i'm going back through OLD old blogs that i've kept and neglected for years, and i found this private entry on my old open diary (if you want to see me at the end of my college days and up until, like 2005-ish, maybe? Open Diary, Kermit the Hermit is where it's at). apparently i wrote this somewhere between my senior year of high school and freshman year of college. and at this point, i honestly have ZERO clue who it was abuot.
enjoy the oddity...
Sonnet 1
the king of my dreams has a song for me
a requiem for my heart, long since laid to rest.
i trudge and sway in rhythym wearily
for it is the one that kills me the best
his vibrato elixir rejuvenates my soul
as if all at once i am in his arms
then as the sun sets in a silvery ball
i know that in that dark i'll be safe from harm.
can the sun not rise, nor the flowers upturn?
how can i escape that beautiful land
and why do i feel such a heartfelt burn
if e'er he dare brush my hand
if you can hold on to the truth in the day
then send yourself to love's warm bay.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Sunday, April 5, 2009
well, what the hell does that mean?
this week has totally kicked my ass. i don't say that a lot, but it 's true. i've been insanely busy.
so today, after completing 2/3 of my obligations, i took a nap. and i got the weirdest dream ever.
first, i was sitting in on a dress rehearsal of some kind for dad's. but it wasn't at the regular dad's space, it was at 'georgia state'. i put the quotes up because this is a georgia state building that's set WAY back on an isolated street with mostly warehouses and other industrial buildings. i have no clue why i was at this rehearsal, or what show it was (maybe i would eventually be a dresser?), nor do i even remember what was happening on the stage. i think i sat through notes and then went in the, apparently, cavernous back stage area to do something. but everywhere i turned i saw dudes wearing speedos and boxing headgear. and it wasn't *pretty* dudes in speedos - it was mostly really big dudes with really tiny butts. everyone was box shaped. and some of the dudes had icing of some kind on their butts. no clue.
and even in the dream it twigged me out, so i went to my car waaaaayyyy out in the back of the parking lot. i moved it and as i was going to leave i noticed some people blocking off the parking lot and getting ready to take money (they were a professor and students - that's when i knew it was gsu). so i decided to park next door and tell my people in the show 'i think they're using this building for something, we need to leave'. as i was walking back towards the building a group of my friends (who were, for the most part, not just 'dream friends' but actual friends that i have) were coming out of the building. so i got in one of their cars and thought they would take me to my car.
they didn't. they missed my turn (despite my protests) and kept driving in this industrial area until we hit a bowling alley. i no longer cared about my car, too much, as i enjoy bowling a god deal. so, we get into the alley, and the front part with the games looks like the inside of that creepy casino in alabama that i found so soul-crushingly depressing. but instead of slot machines it was ski-ball games that just were lit up like slot machines. anyway, one of my friends was like 'bowling, really?' and i said 'oh yeah! it's the most exciting game in the world!' and she said 'uh, bungee jumping?' which - even for a dream - came across as very 1990's sitcom sassy.
well, we get to like shoe rental/lane-claiming, and there's a big hallway that sort of slopes upward leading to the lanes in front of us. and as though to prove my claim of bowling's excitement, a 'champion' was in town. he was dressed in wranglers, cowboy boots, and a snap shirt and he was short and a little past middle age. anyway, he was rolling his autographed ball up the hallway, over and over again, trying to get a strike from the hall. and then a 'challenger' dressed identically, but taller and in a green shirt instead of brown-ish maroon started trying to roll his ball up the hallway. and then all of a sudden, this passel of western-themed hookers comes from NOWHERE and the challenger disappears, and the hookers give the champ the power to at least roll his ball out of sight up the highway.
once the hookers showed up, i started chewing bubble gum. like hubba-bubba or bubble-yum - big soft bubble gum. and for some reason, i decided four pieces of hubba-bubba in my mouth was a good idea. well, it was, until the hookers started talking to me. the madam (i suppose) asked me if i wanted to join them. first as a customer - i declined - and then as a new hooker - i also declined. but, i had 4 pieces of hubba-bubba in my mouth, so my words were all like 'mmph phrrm nphhh'. but they understood and moved on to keep cheering on the champ.
i returned to teh arcade area and a bunch of my girl friends were now watching this bizarre performance art 'rendition' of donkey kong. i remember thinking 'man i hope i'm getting this episode of the office on the dvr - two episodes in one week!'
so the donkey kong thing is happening and apparently that had something to do with masks - full head latex masks - being worn and shrinking on the dudes heads. this donkey kong act took 3 performers - one to be unmasked in the upstage/well-lit area moving side to side as donkey kong himself; one to sit in something that looked like a combination of a full 'strong-mad' suit and one of those swings that people hang from porches (that always looked vaugely cage-like to me) this performer would swing slowly back and forth in the downstage/poorly lit area off to one side a bit; and a third dude to jump around on the same level as the swinging guy, but on the other side of the stage. the third guy was the one whose mask would shrink. so, the donkey kong is taking place and jumping dude's mask shrinks almost off his head (it's like a little fez of a mask at this point), but rather than leave and be replaced, dude jumps on swinging strong-mad guy and just starts punching him, real slowly. i focused on the donkey kong performer and he had begun to move in slow motion and make noises like a broken machine.
i thought 'how can this be improvised?'
then one of my friends who i was sitting next to started to forcefully try and make out with me. i fought them off and woke up.
seriously, what in the fuck is that all about?
so today, after completing 2/3 of my obligations, i took a nap. and i got the weirdest dream ever.
first, i was sitting in on a dress rehearsal of some kind for dad's. but it wasn't at the regular dad's space, it was at 'georgia state'. i put the quotes up because this is a georgia state building that's set WAY back on an isolated street with mostly warehouses and other industrial buildings. i have no clue why i was at this rehearsal, or what show it was (maybe i would eventually be a dresser?), nor do i even remember what was happening on the stage. i think i sat through notes and then went in the, apparently, cavernous back stage area to do something. but everywhere i turned i saw dudes wearing speedos and boxing headgear. and it wasn't *pretty* dudes in speedos - it was mostly really big dudes with really tiny butts. everyone was box shaped. and some of the dudes had icing of some kind on their butts. no clue.
and even in the dream it twigged me out, so i went to my car waaaaayyyy out in the back of the parking lot. i moved it and as i was going to leave i noticed some people blocking off the parking lot and getting ready to take money (they were a professor and students - that's when i knew it was gsu). so i decided to park next door and tell my people in the show 'i think they're using this building for something, we need to leave'. as i was walking back towards the building a group of my friends (who were, for the most part, not just 'dream friends' but actual friends that i have) were coming out of the building. so i got in one of their cars and thought they would take me to my car.
they didn't. they missed my turn (despite my protests) and kept driving in this industrial area until we hit a bowling alley. i no longer cared about my car, too much, as i enjoy bowling a god deal. so, we get into the alley, and the front part with the games looks like the inside of that creepy casino in alabama that i found so soul-crushingly depressing. but instead of slot machines it was ski-ball games that just were lit up like slot machines. anyway, one of my friends was like 'bowling, really?' and i said 'oh yeah! it's the most exciting game in the world!' and she said 'uh, bungee jumping?' which - even for a dream - came across as very 1990's sitcom sassy.
well, we get to like shoe rental/lane-claiming, and there's a big hallway that sort of slopes upward leading to the lanes in front of us. and as though to prove my claim of bowling's excitement, a 'champion' was in town. he was dressed in wranglers, cowboy boots, and a snap shirt and he was short and a little past middle age. anyway, he was rolling his autographed ball up the hallway, over and over again, trying to get a strike from the hall. and then a 'challenger' dressed identically, but taller and in a green shirt instead of brown-ish maroon started trying to roll his ball up the hallway. and then all of a sudden, this passel of western-themed hookers comes from NOWHERE and the challenger disappears, and the hookers give the champ the power to at least roll his ball out of sight up the highway.
once the hookers showed up, i started chewing bubble gum. like hubba-bubba or bubble-yum - big soft bubble gum. and for some reason, i decided four pieces of hubba-bubba in my mouth was a good idea. well, it was, until the hookers started talking to me. the madam (i suppose) asked me if i wanted to join them. first as a customer - i declined - and then as a new hooker - i also declined. but, i had 4 pieces of hubba-bubba in my mouth, so my words were all like 'mmph phrrm nphhh'. but they understood and moved on to keep cheering on the champ.
i returned to teh arcade area and a bunch of my girl friends were now watching this bizarre performance art 'rendition' of donkey kong. i remember thinking 'man i hope i'm getting this episode of the office on the dvr - two episodes in one week!'
so the donkey kong thing is happening and apparently that had something to do with masks - full head latex masks - being worn and shrinking on the dudes heads. this donkey kong act took 3 performers - one to be unmasked in the upstage/well-lit area moving side to side as donkey kong himself; one to sit in something that looked like a combination of a full 'strong-mad' suit and one of those swings that people hang from porches (that always looked vaugely cage-like to me) this performer would swing slowly back and forth in the downstage/poorly lit area off to one side a bit; and a third dude to jump around on the same level as the swinging guy, but on the other side of the stage. the third guy was the one whose mask would shrink. so, the donkey kong is taking place and jumping dude's mask shrinks almost off his head (it's like a little fez of a mask at this point), but rather than leave and be replaced, dude jumps on swinging strong-mad guy and just starts punching him, real slowly. i focused on the donkey kong performer and he had begun to move in slow motion and make noises like a broken machine.
i thought 'how can this be improvised?'
then one of my friends who i was sitting next to started to forcefully try and make out with me. i fought them off and woke up.
seriously, what in the fuck is that all about?
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