So someone wrote cape slash on the marvel_kink meme, which I read. Last night I dreamt about it. According to my dream, if you leave two capes alone for long enough you wind up with a wet spot composed of a puddle of magic.

I don't even know people.

Also, miome and I are going to be heading to Mammoth Caves for the Labor Day weekend. We may or may not have internet access and our laptops along. Yeah for geology!

Obviously, my subconscious has been picking up material from ormery's journal.

( A dream in which Teddy is a cat and some guy in England is making the move on his boyfriend )

Yesterday I was walking to where we parked the car when I noticed a mama duck and six ducklings coming down the sidewalk towards me. They were adorable little balls of fluff. I watched them get within a few feet of me before a fire truck raced by and scared them. Mama led them off into the bushes. Urban ducks for the win!

Dear subconscious,

What is up with the dream that the newest season of Supernatural will involve Sam being pregnant? Seriously? Though I have to admit the episode where everyone thought Dean and Sam were a married gay couple had me in hysterical laughter even in the dream.

That still doesn't make up for Supernatural mpreg.

No love,
Tsaiko

I have been reading a lot of ebooks and original yaoi stories lately. One of the things that annoys me is the "Insta-love" plot. "I've known this guy for a whole three hours and I feel this intense, emotional bond with him." This is especially bad when the entire conversation has consisted of "Do you need a ride?" "Yep. Thanks a lot." *drive awhile* "Want some coffee?" "Sure." I'm sorry, that is not emotional bonding conversation. I'll believe that they have the hots for each other with that, but not a deep emotional bond. And they should not be thinking of spending their lives together forever and evah!

Obviously, I was more annoyed at this than I thought, because my subconscious gave me a dream plot that explains this.

( Even my dreams think your plot is ridiculous )

Alas, I woke up before it went any further. But LOL, that plot.

School and work are eating my soul, and have a sinking feeling may soon be using my bones as toothpicks after the meal. miome is horrendously sick. How sick? Every time she coughs I expect to hear a "splut" sound as a lung finally comes up and hits the floor.

But this is not what this entry is about.

This entry is about the dream I had last night that was about, of all things, Metal Gear.

( Once again, video games take over my subconscious )

I dreamt last night that maderr had written a new book and I'd bought it. It involved a threesome with two catboys. I don't remember much about the third person in it other than he was (relatively) normal. One of the catboys was named Strauss after a composer. (A quick look on Wikipedia makes me think my subconscious was thinking of Johann Strauss II who wrote Blue Danube). I remembered Strauss liked to sit next to the third guy's feet and listen to him play the piano while the other catboy, whose name was Streak, tried to distract him by pouncing on his tail.

Now I'm kind of disappointed that there's not actually a book about those three. ;_;

Dear brain,

Giving me a dream about giving a poster presentation and waking me up from a sound sleep at 3am on the day of my poster presentation? NOT COOL.

No love,
Tsaiko

I also had a dream where I went to church. I haven't been inside a church in years. I was wearing a red dress with a hood. We got to the part where we opened the hymnal to start to sing and I swear, this was the most bawdy (and not baudy, lol, been hanging around too with computer geeks) hymnal ever. I think the preacher announced three songs and someone beside me sighed "We always sing the same songs." Flipping through I realized that these were the only three songs in the hymnal that did not innuendo all over the place. The only hymn whose name I can really remember is something about spreading gay through the world with the help of a mare. I think the lyrics were even worse. Poor preacher probably almost had a heart attack the first time he opened one of those hymnals. XD

This is the rough outline of the dream I had this morning when I slept. Yes, I do dream in complete storylines. Most times they even makes sense.

( I don't even know where my mind comes up with this stuff. )

Two nights ago it was warm in the apartment. When it's warm at night, I tend to remember my dreams more. I also tend to wake up, go back to sleep, and have multiple dreams that I remember. I only vaguely remember the first dream. There was a demon, a cave, a priest, and some yaoi involved. The clearest thing I remember was one villager turning to the priest and apropos of nothing saying "Remember the time (blank) slept with that guy to get him to stop calling us?" I don't remember the name he said, so I'm going to call him Kevin. It was so completely random (there were no phones and no technology in this world) that it stuck in my mind.

Obviously, it stuck in my mind so much that when I woke up and went back to sleep, I had a dream explaining that line.

( Remember the time Kevin slept with that guy to get him to stop calling us? )

miome said, after I told her the dream, that wouldn't it be funny if Kevin and crazy guy started dating? Of course my mind gave me a continuation of the dream plot where that did happen. But I'll leave it up to your imagination how. XD

EDIT: Edited so that you can actually read the story. Darn quotation marks.

When I get home, I'm going to type up the truly cracktastic dream I had last night which revolves around the line "Remember the time Kevin slept with that guy in order to get him to stop calling?"

Until then, I am truly baffled by why my fellow classmates are having trouble with this homework. It's is literally a bunch of plug in the variable calculations. Hell, half the time the variables in the questions are already labeled. All you do is stick it in the formula and calculate the answer. Maybe they are having trouble flipping pages in the book to the appropriate formula? I don't know.

Last night, I had a dream where Dean and Sam had died. Only they were then reincarnated as incestuous redneck hill-billies who were running from the police in a cherry red pick-up truck with a CB antenna large enough to be a hazard to low flying planes. I don't remember why they were running from the police - something to do with a robbery and possibly shooting someone. All I know is that they were taunting the police with clues of where they were heading next written on pages torn out of a Death Note. They had no idea what the Death Note was good for.

I told miome about it this morning. "That would really suck. Can you imagine? 'Dear Officer Gordan...' and miles away, officer Gordan has a heart attack and dies."

XD

Dear subconscious,

I know this last week I've been under a lot of stress and that always makes my dream a little cracky. But please, for the love of all that's holy, can I not dream about being related to Sydney Losstarot and/or Joshua? Especially since their descendants are all touched with sight and crazy cakes to boot? I do not enjoy being 14 years old, have strong sight, and being told that my bedroom for the next month or two will be an old torture chamber that's been converted into a room. HAHAHAHAHA. No. Not good.

Although I did like the little ghost cat that was helping me out, the library was every bibliophiles wet dream, and the oil paintings of Sydney were fantastic.

Didn't make up for the fact that his descendants were certifiable though.

No love,
Tsaiko

Last night I had a dream about twins. One was a stage magician. He was loud, captivating, a little arrogant, and powerful. His twin was a little more shy and reserved. Magician twin wanted to badly to sleep with his brother, but his twin would have none of it. From what I gathered, they had been raised separately and had only met when they were about 16 or 17. They were in their late twenties in the dream. Shy twin also had a girlfriend, who magician twin somehow convinced that the twins together would be a) hot and b) fine as long as she was a part of the relationship. It was interesting.

The dream itself wasn't that interesting pairing wise (3/4 of it was taken up with the magician twin doing tricks), but there was one scene that made me LOL even in my dream. The magician twin was talking to the girlfriend about meeting his twin (her boyfriend) for the first time.

"It was so very strange. I never knew I had a twin, but I'd always had... visions of playing with and sharing my dreams with someone who looked just like me. As I got older, these turned into fantasies. Sexual fantasies." He laughed. "I kept dreaming about having sex with someone who looked just like me. I just thought I was narcissistic."

LOL.

This is one of the scenes from a dream I had last night. It was so vivid that when I woke up this morning, I had to write it. The other really vivid scene involves Logan being injured by a dragon when he was younger. Obviously, he and Jay are at some sort of prep school for the very rich. There were these really clear and loud air sirens that would sound anytime a dragon was near. One time, Logan wasn't fast enough.

What he doesn't know, and what I do, was that the guy in his visions is the dragon that injured him when he was younger. ^^

( Fragment, Original, PG-13 for some implied nooky )

Dear Subconscious,

I don't know what kind of crack you got into last night, but I dreamed I was watching a video of the story of the birth of Jesus as done by Katamari Damacy. Seriously, wtf? Where did you even come up with this idea?!?! What possible combination of half-ass ideas did you have to do to come up with that? In the future, please to be limited yourself to crack I can turn into stories. Katamari Damacy and the Nativity are not it.

No love,
Tsaiko

EDIT:

The King (aka the angel): *holding the baby* This is a tepid child.
Mary: *gives him a look*
The King: You should try again.
Mary: *stares the King down*
The King: Okay. He's fine. I'll announce him to the shepherds.

Going to Hell...