oh you fragmentary dream

I wish I could remember more of you. This was a very involved dream that made me over sleep (well that and I had a nice fullblown panic attack last night. WTF brain?)

It had a modern setting but it was as if we never evolved socially beyond the Rennaissance as far as the roles of women.The main character in the dream (me??) was a young woman of some means and her companion who was a demon bound to her (a hot demon I might add, naturally since apparently it's my subconscious that reads cheesy romances when I'm not looking).

The only part I remember had us getting ready to go to a ball and I was to meet the man that had been arranged for me, a would be husband who I hated. I had been told he was very abusive. The demon was beside himself trying to figure out ways to help me get rid of this dude and protect myself (I got the idea the man had a lot of bodyguards or something). I remember the demon trying to give me a magical item that he pulled out from under what looked like a futon: a railroad spike wrapped in red ribbon.

I gave him a look and said I couldn't possibly carry something that big in my purse on the dance floor. He went over to the fax machine/printer/whatever and got some picture off of it for a spell and tried to rip a plastic Jesus off an equally plastic lacy cross to turn into my weapon and even in the dream I was wondering where in the hell that came from, like I'd ever have that on my wall. I mean if I'm going for tacky Jesus it should at least involve seashells.

Demon boy gave it to me and I put it in my purse which was larger than most carry-on luggage (seriously he could have given me a tent pole wrapped in red ribbon and it would have fit) I gave a princessy sigh and whined I couldn't travel without my retinue and this was just too much. We step out into the hall and a brawl begins which sadly woke me up.


ah brain theatre, is there anything in the world like you?


Also my icon is Ed Gorey's Gashlycrumb Tinies go ahead, check that link out. This was one of my FAVORITE books as a kid. I used to check it out of the grade school library all the time (this should have prehaps worried my parents), this book and Bulfinch's mythology

so I made it half way to the Irish festival

I got a very late start since I was in a horrible mood and I had grading to do. Once I got moving, I knew my sugar was a bit high. I took some insuling. That didn't help. By the time I got to the halfway point in chillicothe, I was having trouble. The high sugar was shutting my brain down and it was just not safe to go further.

Instead, I went shopping in Chillicothe to let my body equalize. (and in this time period of 2 hours I drank over 2 liters of water thank you blood sugar, just what I wanted). Lowes didn't have ANY garden stuff on sale. I did get a few things for Christmas in satan's playhouse the hobby lobby. Now to make it. They also had a really cool pocket watch necklace, cheap that I had to have for steampunk cosplay.

I did find a few things i could have bought in TJ Maxx but decided not to. ANd to celebrate all the money I didn't spend at the Irish festival (which is usually a lot) I went to Red Lobster's crabfest. I had a coupon. it's mostly protein and they are nice enough to sub a salad for free since I'm a diabetic and ALL their side orders are potato or rice. I treated myself to the seafood bake and I'm so stuffed. a pound of crab legs, about 8 shrimp and a half dozen scallops all cooked in a wine/garlic/butter sauce with red potatoes (which I skipped) and corn on the cob (which I didn't really eat). It was really good.

I did talk to my coworker L and she said it was too hot at the fest. L reminds me of ishte in that she loves heat and she loves cycling so if she was hot... I do think next year I'm just going to get a hotel room for a night or two and go to the Ohio state fair AND the IRish festival and really make a day of it. The Irish fest goes til midnight so even if I get there later when it starts to cool off I still get to see a lot.

TOday is supposed to be express your happiness day. I celebrated earlier by sliding down the wall in a crying heap. That's not right? Hmm maybe not. yeah, not so happy right now

My camera is official D.O.A. The new batteries didn't help. Dad has two so I might take his but he says it takes poor indoor pics. it'll do for now.

And for the FMA lovers on my list, well especially you Ed and Winry fans, fireandice2011 challenge is up and running go look. Sign up. Have fun.

( day 300 Inner Harbor B.C. that's right I'll never finish with these )