Must I explain?
oh ahmed..obviously that sky guy opened a thread where he wants to put his recordings in..then bloodstream enters the stage and puts his recording in the guys thread..and we all know he does it for twattish reasons. That guy sucks.
so here i am, minding my own, eating my leftover apple crumble when suddenly a wild this appears
incase you couldn't tell what i'm talking about (it's a shit picture, it's really hard to find a picture of something that you dont even know what it's called) it's one of those plastic things you find on clothing labels..but how the fuck did it get in my motherfucking crumble?
Not sure how much of it is true, but sounds loong
I dreamt I was i a hotel room, and suddenly my two cats were running down the corridor and into my room, then a bunch of other cats showed up and there were just more and more cats until the whole room was crawling with the fucking things and I'd totally lost track of where mine had gone.
I'm borrowing a truck - like the huge fuck off hauler type which you can turn into an 18-wheeler with the hanger - from one of my flatmates' dad, only he was never there. The truck was in a strange town in the middle of a crowded square where there were no roads and some guys I used to be friends with got in so that I could drive them to the drug deal. The truck handled like a tractor which was totally cool by me, I put it into low gear and tried not to hit anyone while looking for the road. Eventually we get on the highway and start hauling ass, I stick it into high gear but we start climbing a slope which makes us go super slow and I comment that the truck handles like we're in GTA, but my "friends" are being all sullen and in shit moods or something and aren't comunicating with me.
We go through a tunnel and when we get out it's night. By this time the truck isn't only handling like were in GTA, it's handling like we're riding a speed bike way to fast and are about to lose control of the vic' in GTA, you know? We're driving by the shore and someone says "we were so supposed to get on the other road back there.." an dI lose my shit because everyone's been total assholes while I've been stressed out driving badly and crashing into things and I haven't got a license so "Fuck you, why didn't you let me know earlier? I specifically told you to let me know when we were supposed to leave this road!!" and we swerve off the highway and land in the sea and scramble out of the truck to safety on these rocks and I remember Oh shit! My cats!! anad get back in the truck which is on its side, sinking quickly and I'm digging all these pillows and duvets and suitcases out of there and my cats crawl out from between duvets inside suitcases and I grab them and jump for land and there's someone knocking on my door telling me they've been calling from work asking where the fuck I'm at and I mumble something back in confusion and they repeat themselves a few times and I'm registering everything that's being said but I can't communicate properly so I just repeat parts of what I'm hearing and talking nonsense and my body still hasn't woken up until I try to check what time it is and my phone's battery's dead and I jump out of bed and hurry the fuck off to work.
pungent material seppo, you are a powerful dreamer. do not eat tomato or cheese before sleep for a while, you need balance now.
At least my sortie of weed detox and its inherent waking up covered in cold sweat night terrors introspective horrorshow think long and hard about my laft while trying to fall asleep again afterwards nightmares have passed and I'm back to regular old "What in the fuck? Where did all these towels come from, oh right, my bellybutton which is also a midi interface and now I'm at the rave naked but noone seems to mind much.." dreams.
its very common amongst people quitting cannabis, a mate of mine went through some months of smoking full time and had the rare misfortune of deciding to quit just as he went to thailand. said his whole vacation was riddled with nightmares and strange moods. just hang in there old boy, they subside after a few weeks, after that its just the terrible mind numbing boredom you have to deal with. did you know its a myth that cheese gives you weird dreams? old wives tale apparently, tomatoes however, they are supposed to make you dream weird as shit, so before you go to bed, or when you wake up in the middle of the night, go to the kitchen and scarf down a few tomatoes and you are off on an epic naked rave dream quest
Some big tunes going down..
Tonight I dreamt I was visiting my ex to pick up the rest of my vinyl, she showed off the cool records she had bought lately instead and insisted there was nothing wrong with one of the cats when she'd been eating glass and plastic beads and I had to hold here upside down to get them out and was all "what the fuck you bitch?!" and the cats' litter box was full of catshit and candy.. and I woke up feeling shit but it was cool since I remembered I have the cats so fuck you cunt, you're not going to feed the poor things any more beads I tell you!!
Now I'm down to waking around emotionally flatlined unable to connect properly with the people around me exept for this one actor dude who's an orphan and used to hang out with the same crowd as me ages and ages ago but we never really met properly before..
not bad seppo you know what you might feel like youre not doing so well but i can tell, i can tell youre on the up & up you are.
@ Karl check your PM's, serious business is serious.