We'll see how long this lasts.

been having weird dreams lately where there's some kind of mildly annoying conflict. This one was I had just had a baby and it was a boy and the doctors kept pressuring me to name it. And I couldn't come up with a name that I liked enough. Or all the names I liked either were already taken by people I knew or didn't work with the last name....it was awful, I just couldn't come up with one and I felt so terrible because the poor kid was gonna grow up not knowing what his name was. This bothered me so much that I woke up and actually started writing down names that would work. Just a few valid options for boys names...then I stopped myself because I realized that I was not only not pregnant but also not actually insane.
There was another one I had where I was in this movie theater when all of a sudden this slightly shitty all boy a capella group runs in and starts singing for us. Like putting on an impromptu performance and everyone was just kindof shocked and obviously disturbed but no one wanted to be the asshole who told them to shut up because they were interrupting the movie. So they finally leave but at this point I've lost enough of the plot of the movie so I don't want to watch it  anymore so I go out to the snack bar to get some ice cream. And one of the little shits is out there and he comes over to me and asks me how I liked the performance. So I said "Honestly sweetie, I might have liked it better if you hadn't done it in the middle of a movie theatre where I was trying to watch a movie." AND THEN his MOTHER pushes him out of the way and gets in my face and goes "How dare you speak to my son that way. They worked very very hard on that song. Why do you hate music so much? Where is your soul?" Not wishing to start a fight I simply say "Ma'am that's really none of your business and I would appreciate it if you'd leave me alone. Also I don't hate music, I just don't like it as much when I'm trying to concentrate on something else." so I leave and go back to the movie theatre and sit back down next to my mother, and I very quietly start explaining what just happened when a girl I used to  work with looks over and tells me to shut up! So I go over to her and quietly explain what happened and she interrupts me and says "Ok, fine. But shut up!" What, so a fucking a capella shit brigade can come in here and give us a full rendition of some back street boy/ madonna mash up and no one will says hit, but I can't whisper without someone telling me to shut up? Fuck Off! Oh I woke up so mad at the injustice in the world! And actually I'm still a little bit miffed about it even though I am now awake and fully appreciative of the fact that I made all of it up! What is wrong with me?

Had a dream about the combination of two stories....Hamlet and The Three Ravens. It actually works out really well if you give the heroine of three Ravens an older brother and make the witch an evil wizard stepfather. So the two eldest siblings escape the cottage unharmed and the three younger siblings turn into ravens OR the babies get turned into Ravens and the brother looks after them for his sister. The Hamlet does the play and has the duel and fortinbras marries the sister....idunno I haven't thought that part through yet.....just realised this only makes sense if you know both of these stories and even then, only just....meh....

Christmas Report

Got a flip!
My brother got all my creative writing off my dead laptop and saved it to an external hard drive.
Then he got local weatherman Bob Kovachic to sign a small strange statue/bank I have affectionately called Babka Bachick since I was two. Stroke of brilliance there....
Got a book about pilgrims which I probably won't read until I'm back in pilgrim land although I've looked though it and I'm looking forward to the read.
Got an mp3 player which I know is passe but at the rate I lose small electronics...trust me, it's better this way...
Got some jewelery.
Got some candy.
Got some money.
Got about 30 extra pounds on me I don't need and am losing patience with but that's another rant for another day. But I will say that when your very blunt grandmother who normally doesn't hit a nerve, hits a massive nerve about the size of your massive thighs....you do have to have at least an assessment of your eating habits. Blech, not right now though, that's boring. And you wanna hear about what I got for christmas....
I got Doctor Who's Christmas episode, on time, on my tv, on bbcamerica. Sorry, but it wins best present ever. Suuuuuper freaking excited for next season!
Had an interesting conversation about guns with my brother today and about why I don't want one in my house ended up talking about doomsday scenarios and zombie apocalyps--i? Anyway we decided my weapon of choice is a knife and THATS why I don't want guns in my house. Not because I am fervently anti-weapon in general. On a fantasy level I suppose that's right. But when I'm residing on this side of reality, I would still prefer to do everything in my power to avoid getting to the part where one needs to start stabbing people up. Excellent topic of discussion for christmas, but there you have it.
Did I mention everyone I know is getting engaged? Did I mention how lovely I think that is? Honestly thought I would be more cynical about it but when it's a good match, even if you're the very picture of loneliness, you have to sit back and say, well that's just lovely. And as it happens I don't reckon I am the very picture of loneliness at the moment. I'm fairly certain I like someone. As in 'like' like as in more than a friend like but it's a bit too soon to tell. I can't figure out whether he likes me back or not. Maybe I should pass him a note in class...you know like one of those do you like me circle yes or no, things. Of course I would need a pen and paper, and also a class....
Oh it's late. And I've gone to bed.....
Merry Christmas, Kids!

It's Christmas Eve Y'all...

Hi I used to have a livejournal....before that I had another journal....I used to write a lot....then I stopped. Now I want to start again but it turns out livejournal has decided to suck. So I'm on here. It made me make a title. I always wanted to do an advice column....but this is the place where I'm going to give you my advice whether you ask for it or not. Now I'm going to go paint my nails. I feel like this is a good idea....the nail painting and the blog....