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prairiedaun Oct. 5th, 2003 06:44 am)
prairiedaun Oct. 5th, 2003 06:44 am)I just had the strangest dream.
I was in a shopping centre, and I decided to try on some clothes in AdditionElle. I went into the changeroom with a lot of clothes, then decided I wasnted something else, and left the store. I went shopping, then came back just before closing and started trying on clothes again. This time I was in a rush, and a baby had crawled into my changeroom and was crawling around. I shooed him out, bought a few outfits and left. I met up with my mom and we got into the car. It was snowing, and it felt like it was January, there was so much snow and the windchill was pretty up there. We were driving in some old towncar, when we remembered I needed to be at the old Towne 8 theatre.
I got there in time to see a special screening of one of The Matrix movies with a group of celebrities, including Jack Black, Carie Ann Moss and Elijah Wood. Carrie Ann Mos was telling us about how brittle her hair became, but it's very soft now. For some reason this guy stands in front of us and the movie goes off. He has a set of bagpipes and puts the chanter into his nose and begins to play. Jack Black then picks up his pipes and begins to play, and they have a dueling bagpipes kind of thing. He wins, then tries to teach me and Franka Potente to play them. For some reason I had problems playing the B note (which now that I think about it, I don't think pipes have a B note).
Franka and I go back to my house where Elijah and my friends Daron and Sylvie are. Franka and I are cold from being outside, but the others have been inside long enough that they've warmed up. I get my yellow blanket, my mum's old Afghan and I drape it around my bare shoulders (I'm wearing a tank top for some reason), sit on the couch and then Franka puts her head on my lap so I start playing with her hair. There's a movie in the DVD player, so I start it up, and it's some animated movie about a king who was forced into the sea and he became a statue, so he hates sea gulls. Then, because the statue needs to fight to become the rightful ruler of his land again he becomes a giant statue, but the sea gulls get larger as well, and begin to dive bomb him.
My dad wals into the room then, saying he wants to watch the news, so he turns off the movie and the TV's already on the CBC. I know it'sthe CBC, because of the little tag they have at the bottom saying the name of the person being interviewed. Viggo Mortensen is being interviewed about the war in Iraq. Very clean-shaven, in a maroon button-down shirt and black dress pants. He's talking about how they haven't found any weapons of mass destruction, and how all sorts of religious groups have been complaining, and keeping track of the U.S.'s human rights abuses in Iraq and Afghanistan.All of a sudden Sylvie realizes it's Viggo speaking, so she squees. My dad turns around and he tells her, "stop being a fucking fangirl! He's just a man and I'm trying to watch the news." All of a sudden my cat starts meowing, when I wake up, and my cat is meowing right next to me.
So. I think the truly relevant part is my dad yelling "stop being a fucking fangirl! He's just a man and I'm trying to watch the news." These people are that, people, and it's important to remember that and actually listen to them when they're speaking, instead of just focusing on them and their celebrity. Remember, you can fangirl too much.
When I woke up I was disoriented, and stumbled around it the dark. I fell over at one point, put my hands out to steady me and felt the crunch of the ukelelee neck and heard the twang of the string. Yep, I broke my grandmothers ukelelee. Fuck.
Need to go get ready to play at the Run For the Cure marathon.
I was in a shopping centre, and I decided to try on some clothes in AdditionElle. I went into the changeroom with a lot of clothes, then decided I wasnted something else, and left the store. I went shopping, then came back just before closing and started trying on clothes again. This time I was in a rush, and a baby had crawled into my changeroom and was crawling around. I shooed him out, bought a few outfits and left. I met up with my mom and we got into the car. It was snowing, and it felt like it was January, there was so much snow and the windchill was pretty up there. We were driving in some old towncar, when we remembered I needed to be at the old Towne 8 theatre.
I got there in time to see a special screening of one of The Matrix movies with a group of celebrities, including Jack Black, Carie Ann Moss and Elijah Wood. Carrie Ann Mos was telling us about how brittle her hair became, but it's very soft now. For some reason this guy stands in front of us and the movie goes off. He has a set of bagpipes and puts the chanter into his nose and begins to play. Jack Black then picks up his pipes and begins to play, and they have a dueling bagpipes kind of thing. He wins, then tries to teach me and Franka Potente to play them. For some reason I had problems playing the B note (which now that I think about it, I don't think pipes have a B note).
Franka and I go back to my house where Elijah and my friends Daron and Sylvie are. Franka and I are cold from being outside, but the others have been inside long enough that they've warmed up. I get my yellow blanket, my mum's old Afghan and I drape it around my bare shoulders (I'm wearing a tank top for some reason), sit on the couch and then Franka puts her head on my lap so I start playing with her hair. There's a movie in the DVD player, so I start it up, and it's some animated movie about a king who was forced into the sea and he became a statue, so he hates sea gulls. Then, because the statue needs to fight to become the rightful ruler of his land again he becomes a giant statue, but the sea gulls get larger as well, and begin to dive bomb him.
My dad wals into the room then, saying he wants to watch the news, so he turns off the movie and the TV's already on the CBC. I know it'sthe CBC, because of the little tag they have at the bottom saying the name of the person being interviewed. Viggo Mortensen is being interviewed about the war in Iraq. Very clean-shaven, in a maroon button-down shirt and black dress pants. He's talking about how they haven't found any weapons of mass destruction, and how all sorts of religious groups have been complaining, and keeping track of the U.S.'s human rights abuses in Iraq and Afghanistan.All of a sudden Sylvie realizes it's Viggo speaking, so she squees. My dad turns around and he tells her, "stop being a fucking fangirl! He's just a man and I'm trying to watch the news." All of a sudden my cat starts meowing, when I wake up, and my cat is meowing right next to me.
So. I think the truly relevant part is my dad yelling "stop being a fucking fangirl! He's just a man and I'm trying to watch the news." These people are that, people, and it's important to remember that and actually listen to them when they're speaking, instead of just focusing on them and their celebrity. Remember, you can fangirl too much.
When I woke up I was disoriented, and stumbled around it the dark. I fell over at one point, put my hands out to steady me and felt the crunch of the ukelelee neck and heard the twang of the string. Yep, I broke my grandmothers ukelelee. Fuck.
Need to go get ready to play at the Run For the Cure marathon.
