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This time I was in my lab but it looked more like a class room and in one corner was this pile of supplies. I was sitting in a chair playing with an excised piece of human skin but the odd thing was I didn't have on gloves (or socks and shoes for that matter). The skin was a strange reddish color and had a big abscess in it which popped in my hand. My only upset over this was that the students missed a really good learning opportunity since they were gone.

I got up to look for some place to toss out the flesh but was thinking 'wow I've never seen the college have red bag waste before.' Just then NS comes in, one of our stats/math teachers. She and I are talking as I hunt down the red bags and right there in that pile are a bundle of them. I pull up one and even though it was flat when i got it open it was filled. I set it aside and got another and dump the skin in but then it went from empty to full of dropper bottles).

NS says oh that stuff is mine. I have no idea why math would ever have red bag biohazard waste. NS tells me to follow her and I do, still holding the square of skin. We meet TH in the hall, the chemist and I start asking him about where to dispose of this when NS says in here.

I follow her into a room and its floor is covered in warm soft shag carpet and there are people crocheting/knitting on one side and quilting on the other. I looked at NS and said so this is where all the yarn ho's hang out and one of the ladies berated NS for not bringing me sooner. I go over to the quilting table where squares of cloth keep geting sucked up into the duct work and they look at what I'm holding and ask if I'm making a quilt then Mom called and woke me up.

go brain go. At this rate i'll need a separate journal just for this crap.

Date: 2010-10-23 02:07 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Yay freaky dreams!

Date: 2010-10-23 02:19 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Hee hee hee.

It's tired of being poked with Q-tips.

Date: 2010-10-23 02:23 pm (UTC)

Date: 2010-10-23 04:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] firstmoonie.livejournal.com
and said so this is where all the yarn ho's hang out

I couldn't get it's a dream until read this part *facepalm*

I want the same what you drunk last night XD

Date: 2010-10-23 04:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cornerofmadness.livejournal.com
hahaha mostly water.

I'm just this weird

Date: 2010-10-23 07:58 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvrethorn.livejournal.com
I want to see the quilt you were going to make with the piece of abscessed skin. That would put the "girl suit" to shame.

It's full moon the last night or two. Maybe that's your subconscious's problem.

Date: 2010-10-23 08:35 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cornerofmadness.livejournal.com
you and me both. It's like so Ed Gein is in my subconscious tonight.

full moon sounds like a good culprit

Date: 2010-10-24 12:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] silvrethorn.livejournal.com
Oddly enough, I had a dream the same night as yours, in which I was getting married, but was wearing jeans, a flannel shirt--and no shoes or socks. Must be the Barefoot Moon this month.

Date: 2010-10-24 01:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cornerofmadness.livejournal.com
hahaha it must be

Date: 2010-10-24 02:07 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] evil-little-dog.livejournal.com
Does this mean our trick on my brother was going to come to fruition...?

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