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  <pubDate>Tue, 09 Jun 2009 14:20:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Freaky Dreams</title>
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  <description>I dreamed that there was someone praying at an altar, and depending on what happened, that would mean that they were good or evil. Except instead of an altar, it was a rock chasm inside a building. After praying, the skeleton of Jesus walked out, complete with beard and thorn crown. He just walked right past. Somehow, I was supposed to believe that this specific happening was meant to convey the person as positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my grandmother wanted me to go home with her, and I didn&apos;t want to. She was saying how her house didn&apos;t have any power, but she wanted me to go anyway. I refused, she got irate, and I said, &amp;quot;I&apos;m going home with my father.&amp;quot;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 23 Mar 2009 01:17:43 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Music Meme</title>
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  <description>Nicked from Chey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choose 8 friends out of your friends list and then name a song that you associate with them. Reasoning optional, but can be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I don&apos;t have eight personal friends on LJ, so I&apos;ll just do five, and use someone from Facebook, too. XD)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Victoria - Bye Bye Beautiful (Nightwish) - This symbolizes less you and more the relationship I have with you. (More the past relationship, what&apos;s already happened.) We&apos;ve always stopped talking, then started back again. (Hence, &amp;quot;we&apos;ll be waiting&amp;quot;.) The line &amp;quot;blink your eyes just once and see everything in ruins&amp;quot; refers to our arguments, where everything&apos;s great and then it goes to hell. XD And the &amp;quot;someday I&apos;ll learn to love these scars&amp;quot; talks about the times in the past where you&apos;ve put me down, but it&apos;s made me stronger. Forget the intro and part about eternity tearing apart, that stuff&apos;s bullcrap. XD Maybe it symbolizes you being hard to figure out because Nightwish&apos;s lyrics are hard to figure out. Give me a break, it&apos;s the closest I could find. XD (Second choice: Walking Contradiction (by Green Day))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Michael - Divide (Disturbed) - I had a hard time choosing, but this seemed to fit you the best, in that it&apos;s saying it doesn&apos;t want to fit. XD You&apos;re just such a unique individual, and think at least somewhat highly of yourself, which is basically what this song&apos;s saying. (Second choice: There&apos;s a Good Reason... (by PatD))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Carrie - What a Catch, Donnie (by Fall Out Boy) You&apos;ve got troubled thoughts and the self esteem to match. XD Like you, this song is pretty calm most of the time, not to mention self-depreciating. And at the end, it goes into all those different singles, which is like you in that you worry about everything. (Second Choice: I&apos;m Not Okay (I Promise) (by MCR))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Chey - Attack of the Radioactive Hamsters From a Planet Near Mars (by Weird Al) This song describes you perfectly. (Second choice: Rule the World (by Kamelot))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Jon - This Is How I Disappear (MCR) - It&apos;s not that you&apos;re emo, it&apos;s that you gain so much energy from being around people. Hence &amp;quot;Without you is how I disappear&amp;quot;, meaning if you didn&apos;t have people to make laugh and have fun with, you&apos;d......disappear. XD (Second choice: FullMoon (by Sonata Arctica))</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 19 Mar 2009 17:16:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>SRSLY GUIZE</title>
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  <description>CUTMAN CHEY DENIMCAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG ME WITH A MEME OR SEVEN &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SRSLY</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Mar 2009 12:14:04 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Tomorrow, tomorrow...</title>
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  <description>It&apos;s only a day away! = D</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 11 Mar 2009 14:41:03 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;And I want it so bad, I&apos;d shoot the sunshine into my veins.&quot;</title>
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  <description>I now think it&apos;s possible to have a dream within a two-minute period, if you&apos;re not&amp;nbsp;completely woken up from, say, an alarm clock. Dreamed at least three distinct dreams about three distinct video games.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;First was Halo 3, in which someone went all Fist of the North Star on Master Chief, busting up his armor in the stomach area. I don&apos;t know why I dreamed that, I don&apos;t even like playing Halo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second was a Hulk game that doesn&apos;t exist, but was freakin&apos; awesome. There was a creature that was&amp;nbsp;huge, similar to the Titans in God of War, but not that big. Hulk took it to the ground and was stomping the hell out of it. It was awesome, and the graphics of my brain can be pretty freakin&apos; sweet when they want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And third was, of course, Resident Evil 5. Mainly just gameplay, except somehow I got a version for the Wii? And the resolution was all wrong. I have no idea.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 06 Mar 2009 13:20:49 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;If home is where the heart is, then we&apos;re all just fucked.&quot;</title>
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  <description>Crazy-ass dreams, can&apos;t remember them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First had something to do with a horse getting stuck on top of a fridge in a video store, and me helping to get it down.&amp;nbsp;&lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_denimcat&apos; lj:user=&apos;denimcat&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://denimcat.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://denimcat.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;denimcat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;was there, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, something about my older brother and I buying video games in a thrift shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third, I called &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_morningafter2&apos; lj:user=&apos;morningafter2&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://morningafter2.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://morningafter2.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;morningafter2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;up and asked her if she needed a ride from where she was, and she said &amp;quot;Yeah.&amp;quot; Hell if I can remember where she was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 28 Feb 2009 19:41:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&quot;I don&apos;t care what you think, as long as it&apos;s about me.&quot;</title>
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  <description>I couldn&apos;t not post these dreams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed Ishida Uryu and Ichigo Kurosaki were at a cafe, and Ichigo was reading a newspaper. He was in his Shinigami robes, and Ishida was in his Quincy gear. Ishida picked up some toast and stated that it was &amp;quot;Scrying Toast&amp;quot;. He put it really close to Ichigo&apos;s shoulder, and words appeared, burned into the toast, as to what Ichigo was thinking. Ichicgo gave that trademark surly look over his newspaper. He did it a couple more times before my dream switched gears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a game show where people went into a flooded area and had to catch live animals, mainly aquatic beings. There was one thing that looked like a cross between a shrimp and an eel. It had the feeler things and was really long and armored. Among other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was a martial artist at a post office. The post office celebrated President&apos;s Day every time there was a holiday. The martial artist was looking for someone, and was suspeded from the rafters at some point. That&apos;s when things get funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I came home and saw a bunch of crap on my bed, one of which was called &amp;quot;The Thirty Currently Most Successful Bankers.&amp;quot; It had a bunch of pictures tiled on the front of smart-looking guys, and on one side of the box, it showed a bunch of letters almost exactly like Scrabble, and had what was apparently a full name mixed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I dreamed I went over to some kid&apos;s house and kicked his ass at Brawl. His father was sleeping on the couch. There was a dead animal in the yard. Then I went back home to take a shower, and got a phone call from that kid. He told me I couldn&apos;t come back any more. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I&apos;ve had dreams almost every night, but they usually aren&apos;t all that interesting. These are marginally moreso.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 31 Jan 2009 01:20:31 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Mega Man Starforce</title>
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  <description>[Conversation between &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_denimcat&apos; lj:user=&apos;denimcat&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://denimcat.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://denimcat.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;denimcat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;and I, slightly truncated for readability.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: You know how Pokemon has the whole multiple-games-per-generation thing, right?&lt;br /&gt;Denimcat: Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: Well, I wanted to play the Mega Man Starforce series, and it&apos;s got the same thing. Each has the same prefix (Mega Man Starforce) but different suffixes. The only difference is what element your character is, it&apos;s the same game with the same plot.&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: So today I had to decide which game I wanted to play. I&apos;ve done so, but I want to ask you what you think.&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: The first is Pegasus, whose element is thunder. The second is Leo, whose element is fire. The last is Dragon, and guess what the element is.&lt;br /&gt;Denimcat: I get the feeling it&apos;ll be something ridiculous.&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: It really is.&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: Wood.&lt;br /&gt;Denimcat: Oh, well that&apos;s not so bad. Just filled with innuendo.&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: XD Shame on you.&lt;br /&gt;Denimcat: : p&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: I&apos;ll have you know such thoughts never once entered my mind.&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: So, with Starforce 2, they compressed the three games into two. Zerker x Saurian, and Zerker x Ninja.&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: Zerker is kind of like a thunder Knight. (Think sword made of electricity.) Saurian is like a fire dinosaur, not really a dragon. And guess what element Ninja is! = D&lt;br /&gt;Denimcat: *snickers*&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: I shall now be known as Ninja of the Hidden Wood.&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: Our village has the biggest, thickest, most powerful wood in the entire land!&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: Once you see our wood, you&apos;ll see what true power is!&lt;br /&gt;Denimcat: ....&lt;br /&gt;Denimcat: You&apos;re enjoying this too much. XD&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: Can&apos;t someone be proud of their wood? = D&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 16:20:29 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Guess what.</title>
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  <description>I just finished watching the final episode of Yu Yu Hakusho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Top two. It&apos;s in the top two.</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 20 Jan 2009 02:55:30 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Check it out.</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://community.livejournal.com/familyfiesta/37336.html?thread=1635544#t1635544&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;7&quot; face=&quot;times new roman&quot; color=&quot;#fddc00&quot;&gt;PURSUING MY &lt;font color=&quot;#000000&quot;&gt;TRUE&lt;/font&gt; SELF.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;
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Go ahead, and don&apos;t hold back.</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 16 Jan 2009 14:06:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Pancake Heist</title>
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  <description>Night before last, I dreamed my older brother and I pulled a heist on some huge, frozen pancakes in a blue van. Stacks of them, big as dinner plates. The pancakes were already there when I got there, but we drove (me in the back, opening the sunroof in the middle of the night?) to where I could grab a huge trash bag of syrup and throw it in there. Someone asked me what I was loading up as they slowly drove by, and without missing a beat, I said &amp;quot;pillows.&amp;quot;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Last night, I dreamed I was in a room that had like every manga I would ever want to read. Volume collections of Yugioh, Bleach, and some others I can&apos;t remember. I asked the owner if I could read one, and he said, &amp;quot;Sure, grab one.&amp;quot; As I went to grab it, he left the room and turned the light off, so I couldn&apos;t see to read. T_T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also last night, I dreamed &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_morningafter2&apos; lj:user=&apos;morningafter2&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://morningafter2.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://morningafter2.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;morningafter2&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;had a webcam displaying on my computer for like eight hours. Different hairstyles at different times. (Must be all that talk about flat-ironing, Victoria.) She looked like 25, though.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 03:14:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Brief dream.</title>
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  <description>I dreamed my entire family chipped in to get a family friend a gift. The gift?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Necronomicon. = D</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 12 Dec 2008 01:58:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dreams.</title>
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  <description>This one&apos;s pretty crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed my Intro to Computers teacher ran a card shop on the side. It was HUGE and filled with merchandise. As I walked in, it was very dark. I noticed a shadow behind the counter, and when the lights came on, it was my teacher wearing a Jedi outfit similar to Obi-Wan. He smiled at me, and I crept around the counter, looking at all the tins and boxes of cards stacked on it. It was insane, like there was a card game for every Anime that exists, like it is now, except worse. XD  Friggin&apos; Cardcaptor Sakura card game. I know it exists, I&apos;ve just never seen it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My instructor then proceeded to annihilate some poor sap at a card game I&apos;d never seen before. It was insane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut to up on a balcony, where I was watching some kind of circus performance slash parade. It was freaking insane, though I can&apos;t remember much. I do remember, however, that nobody in the parade was present until they APPEARED OUT OF THIN AIR HOLY CRAP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE NINJAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cut back to the card shop(?) where my instructor was teaching me to play a new card game that I&apos;d never seen before. It was on a 3-D board a la the Yugioh Anime, and there was this little bitty knight dude that only had 1 Atk and 1 Def. My instructor used a card on him that gave him 5 Def, and........THEN IT WAS OVER&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW EXCITING RIGHT</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 08 Dec 2008 02:40:24 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Sorry for the delay.</title>
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  <description>But nothing had really happened, so........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, dreams. Night before last, I dreamed I was invited to a private dinner party. And in that dinner party, I was invited to the V.I.P. section. I&apos;m assuming I got there early, as there was no one there. The design was archaic, a cave. The V.I.P. section was a stone slab on the raised portion of the cave. But I was BETRAYED. Kidnapped, even. By an effeminate psychologist with an affinity for Spongebob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today at work, I had a customer ask me, &amp;quot;Have you thought about asking Jesus into your heart?&amp;quot; I kind of looked at him, and said, &amp;quot;This one time, yeah.&amp;quot; He seemed satisfied, and went on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remain completely confused. Customers seem to ask me stuff like that and hand me pamphlets and booklets to read. What is it about me that screams &amp;quot;Pagan!&amp;quot;? I look more like a nice Christian boy than most Christian boys I know.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Whoops, did I accidentally wear my &amp;quot;I hate Jesus&amp;quot; pin today?</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 03 Dec 2008 06:26:50 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Amusing conversation.</title>
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  <description>&amp;nbsp;*think* There&apos;s a Sonata Arctica song I want to&amp;nbsp; mention, because I love it, but I can&apos;t recall it&apos;s name....&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: How&apos;s it go? I&apos;m pretty familiar.&lt;br /&gt;CutMan: Something or other of Dana.&lt;br /&gt;CutMan: OH DANA MY DARLING&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: Letter to Dana?&lt;br /&gt;CutMan: That&apos;s the one/&lt;br /&gt;CutMan: Good song.&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: Never heard it.&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: And now I have.&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: And now I&apos;ve heard it live.&lt;br /&gt;CutMan: Ooh, did you like it?&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: It was okay.&lt;br /&gt;CutMan: *SMITES YOU*&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: *smoking* IT WAS AVERAGE&lt;br /&gt;CutMan: *SMACKS*&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: *holds face* IT WAS PAR FOR THE COURSE&lt;br /&gt;CutMan: *RAISES HAND.........LOWERS*&amp;nbsp; THAT&apos;S......... that&apos;s not even properly used. XD&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: Eh?&lt;br /&gt;CutMan: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&amp;quot;Par for the course&amp;quot; is what is normal and acceptable for a particular situation. Example: &amp;quot;I get sick every time I travel.&amp;quot; Answer: &amp;quot;That&apos;s just par for the course.&amp;quot; &amp;quot;Par&amp;quot; on a golf &amp;quot;course&amp;quot; is the average number of strokes a golfer needs to get the ball in all the holes; &amp;quot;par for the course&amp;quot; is what is usual and expected. Example: &amp;quot;Things don&apos;t always work out as we want in life, and that&apos;s just par for the course; we do our best and go on.&amp;quot; We should not get too bothered when things happen that are par for the course, because they are regular parts of life.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: I listen to power metal. This song is &amp;quot;par for the course&amp;quot; in the situation of LISTENING TO POWER METAL&lt;br /&gt;CutMan: Nice try. &lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: THIS PLAYLIST IS A GOLF COURSE&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: EACH SONG IS A HOLE&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: HOW MUCH I LIKE IT IS THE STROKES&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: THERE METAPHOR&lt;br /&gt;CutMan: YOU SMELL FUNNY&lt;br /&gt;Kamisamaa: Damn, can&apos;t argue with that logic.&lt;br /&gt;CutMan: I know. ^-^&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 01 Dec 2008 01:57:40 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Christmas, lol</title>
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  <description>&lt;a href=&quot;http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/Kamisamaa/Christmaslarger.jpg&quot;&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/Kamisamaa/Christmassmaller.jpg&quot; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Click image to enlarge]</description>
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  <pubDate>Wed, 26 Nov 2008 17:05:25 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>You cut the silence like a knife. You know I can&apos;t repent for all.</title>
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  <description>FINALLY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several very distinct dreams, the first of which had me walking past a church, and my little dog growled at me as I went by, as she was on the roof. I shook my head in disdain, knowing she had changed the sign. So I decided to go up on the roof, (went through the church, don&apos;t remember a thing about the inside) and suddenly I PUT ON MY ROBE AND WIZARD HAT. Had a staff, too. And a sword, a la Gandalf. Fighting the zombies from Fable 2. And then it was as close to Fable 2 as I could get. Summoned my own undead spirits to fight back, charged up a huge blow with my sword, then suddenly, my friend Jon Chrissawn was there, playing as another wizard and attacked the enemy at the same time. And we just so happened to have the same battlecry as the attack connected. Can&apos;t remember what it was. (Yes, I know, there are always details I forget that are actually kind of important.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, a mixture between the cast of SNL, the cast of House, and the cast of How I Met Your Mother and me&amp;nbsp;were all on top of a train that was going through a tunnel. We were sitting down on some kind of chair apparatus, and the people would lean a bit to dodge the signs going past their heads. Once we got to where we were going and jumped off. There was a huge crowd of these blue-faced people. Their heads were circles. That is to say, they were badly drawn. And rioting. Then, someone with a yellow face touched one, and their face turned yellow. That person touched a couple more people, who touched a couple more, until almost everyone was yellow-faced. The blue-faces fought back, turning some of the faces back to blue, but eventually everyone was yellow-faced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I dreamed I was playing a Britney Spears rhythm game for the Xbox 360. It was incredibly difficult, and didn&apos;t make any sense. There was a circle in the center and threads going out from it in the cardinal directions an four ways diagonally. Buttons and directions would go in and out from the circle with no rhyme or reason, and the circle itself would display a different button or direction. It was hard to tell what you were supposed to do, not to mention not very fun. Then it transitioned to a game that looked like it was out in space, with vertically running windows made of many panels. Whenever I would touch a button, several panels would blink and disappear. It was hard to tell what was on each of the panels, as the windows would run quickly, and change distance of the camera. Not to mention instead of the camera going vertically, sometimes it would switch to follow the windows horizontally. I imagine that, from far away, what I was looking at looked like a huge ribbon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I dreamed I was playing WoW. It wasn&apos;t accurate to the real game very much. I dreamed I was an Orc, part of the Horde. I had just gotten up to a high enough level to increase my class. I had three or so choices, and picked one. Then I looked online at the choices, and it turns out only one of the classes I could have chosen had an ADDITIONAL class-up, which was a tall, very muscular shirtless orc with sunglasses. His pants were half orange and half purple. Two flaming swords. I didn&apos;t pick that class. My expression was as such. &amp;gt;: (</description>
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  <pubDate>Tue, 25 Nov 2008 20:53:53 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I do not have another year in me, you&apos;ve got to set me free.</title>
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  <description>I wake up with my head bogged down with &lt;strong&gt;so much&lt;/strong&gt; these past few days. I&apos;m positive every night could fill a novel, but the actual recollection is patchy at best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During last night&apos;s stint, I spent a while on a playground with a fat child talking about his rich father. And then a tiny bit about people I know. Not enough to express in words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 23 Nov 2008 03:38:34 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I play a note, but hear no sound.</title>
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  <description>I hate it when my mind creates a whole dream world, but as soon as I recover enough cognitive thought to start waking up, it goes away.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sat, 22 Nov 2008 22:59:45 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>I was eager, day time dreamer, waiting time when I&apos;d come alive. (sic)</title>
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  <description>Several crazy dreams, inspired in whole or in part from the crazy voice chat between &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_cutmanmetal&apos; lj:user=&apos;cutmanmetal&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://cutmanmetal.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://cutmanmetal.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;cutmanmetal&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class=&apos;ljuser ljuser-name_denimcat&apos; lj:user=&apos;denimcat&apos; style=&apos;white-space: nowrap;&apos;&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://denimcat.livejournal.com/profile&apos;&gt;&lt;img src=&apos;http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif&apos; alt=&apos;[info]&apos; width=&apos;17&apos; height=&apos;17&apos; style=&apos;vertical-align: bottom; border: 0; padding-right: 1px;&apos; /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href=&apos;http://denimcat.livejournal.com/&apos;&gt;&lt;b&gt;denimcat&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, and I. Not sure where many of these came from, as they&apos;re hardly related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Struggling out of my sleepy haze, I was aware of throwing letters at words and sentences. These words and sentences were missing these letters, and I was making a valiant effort to make it right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In terms of Yugioh, I dreamed I was talking to a friend of mine, and he was asking when I&apos;d put my Mirror Force on eBay. (It&apos;s first edition, and about four years ago it was worth about $100, but it may have changed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, I dreamed my laptop was at the end of my bed, (that&apos;s about four feet away from where it usually is,) all wrapped up in cords. (Not entirely untrue, I have my laptop hooked up to my stereo, my phone line for Internet, my HDTV, its power cord, and USB for wireless keyboard and mouse.) But I had to untangle all of it in order to open it up. (Was it........white? It&apos;s black right now.) I then proceeded to play an extensive war game. I don&apos;t remember much, but it was more like an adventure game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention many fragments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 13:33:56 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Let me show you the world in my eyes.</title>
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  <description>Still dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dreamed we ordered an entire truck of that Full Throttle energy drink. And it cost like twelve bucks. The truck was driven by someone I barely knew way back in high school, but had no interest in, nor even really liked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents weren&apos;t home to sign for it. : O</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 17 Nov 2008 22:59:36 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>&apos;Cause I&apos;ll keep singing this lie if you keep believing it.</title>
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  <description>No dreams today, just a couple indecipherable fragments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I could write an essay on how many times Fall Out Boy refer to themselves as dishonest or liars. They say other people are, too, but to a much lesser extent.</description>
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  <pubDate>Sun, 16 Nov 2008 23:30:13 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>But I&apos;ll never survive with dead memories in my heart.</title>
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  <description>First up, I dreamed I was trying to get on a register at work. It was a back row express lane, but the bulbs were blown. The CSMs kept moving me, but I don&apos;t think I ever got on a register.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, I woke up having decided to build a deck around the following card. Seems like the idea had been in my head for a while, because I was already formulating strategies. That is, before I even woke up. Guess I&apos;m building a deck. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a name=&quot;cutid1&quot;&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img src=&quot;http://i3.photobucket.com/albums/y92/Kamisamaa/VWXYZ-DragonCatapultCannonDR04-EN-R.png&quot; alt=&quot;&quot; /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I dreamed I was playing the game Mirror&apos;s Edge, (never have,) except it was third person on the ground, instead of first person on a building. It was a futuristic cul-de-sac, and my character had a tranquilizer rifle. Yeah. It was the only weapon she could actually carry around with her. (In the real game, you can carry around a weapon if you want, but you can&apos;t get anywhere, since you need acrobatics.) It was very light, hollow where it could be, and had to be assembled. I shot someone in the face as they came around a light pole, (zoomed in,) and they ran at me until it took effect. (METAL GEAR?! -esque.) Someone spotted me and the body and chased me until I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, five fragments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Fri, 14 Nov 2008 15:03:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>A call for who? My subconscious? Sure, I&apos;ll put you through.</title>
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  <description>Small, inconsequential dreams this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First is that I was looking through a catalog, and saw two kinds of razors. You know, the electric kind? Well, one was normal, but the other looked like an upside-down lamp. Then I saw a commercial for two facial hair obliterators that looked like those apparatuses that you put your face up to when you&apos;re getting pictures of your eyes taken. Except they were more solid plastic, and one was pink and the other was cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I dreamed I was working in Electronics wearing shorts and a t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And last, I dreamed I was talking to this girl. I am mostly certain that I don&apos;t know this girl in real life, but she was very interesting.</description>
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  <pubDate>Mon, 10 Nov 2008 15:44:12 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Dreams again.....</title>
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  <description>There&apos;s that feeling again, like my mind is a whirlwind of thoughts and I can only glean the fact that I went to a dinosaur amusement park with Kindra and Jon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And by that I mean an amusement park with actual dinosaurs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concessions included an enormously huge steak.</description>
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