Saturday, June 19, 2004

Please pause for a moment of silence
"I have recently re-watched an amazing film. Some of y'all probably have heard of it.

THE CROW has suddenly become one of my favorite all time films. Brandon Lee is amazimg.

What I knew was that he was shot during the making of this movie. I knew that he had died some time ago. What I didn't know was he died from the shot (someone put a live round in the pistol) seventeen days before his wedding. The irony is heartbreaking.

Since this has now become an obsession (and once I have an obsession it never goes away) I would like everyone to go out and watch this movie because it is simply amazing, and as long as people see it Brandon is never dead because as long as one is remembered one lives.

(Oh, it's based on the comic books by James O'Barr.)

The full quote from THE SHELTERING SKY, on Brandon's gravestone:
Death is always on the way, but the fact that you don't know when it will arrive seems to take away from the finiteness of life. It is that terrible precision that we hate so much. But because we don't know, we get to think of life as an inexhaustible well. Yet everything happens only a certain number of times, and a very small number really. How many more times will you remember as certain afternoon of your childhood, some afternoon that's so deeply a part of your being that you can't even conceive of your life without it? Perhaps 4 and 5 times more. Perhaps not even. How many more times will you watch the full moon rise? Perhaps 20. And yet it all seems limitless.

THE SHELTERING SKY, Paul Bowles, 1949
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   The Greece Trip
So what haven't I told you?

Let's see, it's was as amazing as all get out.

The Aegean is the "wine deep sea" just as Homer described it. Never seen such blue waters in my life.

Nearly passed out when singing verses 1, 3, and 5 of "Amazing Grace" at the Epidaurus theater. Perfect acustics. Got second best compliment of my life there.

Mycenea, the place of reflection. What heros have we forgotten?

Tried to go spelunking at Delphi, but was stopped by Magistra. Found really cool tunnels under the wall of Apollo's temple. Want to go through them! Ran around the stadium there, awe inspiring and exhilerating and something else.

Ran down the original Olympic stadium. That is soooo long! Breathtaking (both metaphorically and literally)

Dancing was awesome. Food delicious. Best orange juice on the face of the planet.

Got the coolest dress in the most beautiful shade of green ever. ^_^

Got tipsy for the first time in life, hated it.

Gulf of Corinth was awesome, already said that.

Temple of Poisidon was beautiful.

Everywhere was marble! Marble sidewalks, marble streets, marble floors. Insanity.

Well, going to work some more on labeling these pictures that I took. Nine rolls of film.
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Saturday, June 12, 2004

   GREAT BALLS OF FIRE!!! I'M IN TOLO, GREECE!!!! ^_^
That's right boys and girls, Irish has managed to get her little tush to an internet cafe (first time in life by the by.)

It is soooooo amazingly awesome here. The weather is great, hot but not humid. Skies are blue, water is blue.

Quick bits:
^swam in the Gulf of Corinth under the stars
^sang verses 1, 3, 5 of "Amazing Grace" in the Epidaurus Theater
^saw where St. Paul defended himself in Corinth
^meditated on top of the Mysian ruins

Total greatness! Wish I could talk more, but I need to go b/cs my group wishes to shop. Be prepared for an all out story time when I get back.

(P. S. Thanks for commenting on the Window Pane for the month, the object is to provoke thought, guess it worked this time around.)
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Sunday, June 6, 2004

   Good-bye! Vale! TTFN!
Well, I'm off to Greece! ^_^

Leaving tomorrow bright and early! No, not really. We're leaving at eleven to pick up Boy and then we're headed to the Charlotte airport (NC) to meet the rest of the group. It's the bi-annual Latin Club trip. Last time they went to Southern Italy, this will be the first time we head to Greece. I only know about four other people really well, out of about twenty. It's going to be interesting. I'll be back on the sixteenth with a travel journal filled with adventures.

On to other things.

Window pane thought for the month:
"Just a thought: Life is only what you put into it" - Nobody

Thursday was my first day back at fencing for a month! Praise heavens. It was great to be back. Got a blister on my hand from not holding my foil for so long.

Friday I was working on the refreshment commity for my cousin's wedding, which was yesterday. It was a nice, simple backyard wedding with pleasant people and good food. My cousin looked absolutely lovely and her (now) husband was the epitome of calm collectedness.

I've read CALVIN AND HOBBES to my little heart's content this week. An idea struck me, and if it succeed y'all'll hear about it in a few weeks (I hope.)

Ah, the fist class for THE SCREWTAPE LETTERS (C. S. Lewis) was today. My daddy taught it. Went very well. We only briefly covered the first letter (hey, we only had an hour) and I'll be missing the next letter seeing as I'll be out of country.

Finally, here's some lines from an old movie. See if y'all can figure it out by the time I get back. Kodo's for those who can. Very happy, just found it the other day, we've been looking for it for awhile.
"They've killed Fritz! They've killed Fritz!" Not enough? Okay, how about: "Master love Larry. Master feed Larry." Have fun.

Valete omnes! I'll write when I'm back! ^_^
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Friday, May 28, 2004

   CONGRATULATIONS ON YOUR GRADUATION WRITERASHLEY!!!!!!
According to my sisters and mother the graduation went awesome, so everybody go to writerashley's site and congratulate on her for finishing up her twelve years of enforced schooling.

Now we're all off to college! *doink*


Tomorrow is my last day of work ^_^ I'm soooo happy. Afterwards I'm going to my cousin's house to feed his dog, water his garden, and then go home, shower, and go to the zoo, and then go to the Charleston Crab House for Boy's birthday dinner. He's nineteen today!

Hmmmm, what else to talk about? Gene's website has some good stuff on it. April 26th and May 26th has especially good posts. Hmmm, who's Gene? Gene is an integral part of the duo that is APeX (a juggling, storytelling, comedic, Catholic, Evangelist). Gene's personal webpage is www.brblue.org and the APeX webpage is www.apexministries.com. It's great and has pics of Brad's son who is absolutely adorable. Gene is one of my hero's and a role model.

Speaking of role models: my two biggest role models! Calvin and Hobbes! I have a HOMICIDAL PSYCHO JUNGLE CAT in my bed! *myuhahahahahaha!* One of these days, I'm going to start quoting Calvin and/or Hobbes for you guys to help spread the wisdom. Calvin has just the greatest facial expressions ever.

I've written another short story. Thank-you N for the inspiration. For the first time ever the main character dies. *blah* Think I'm going to go and start revising it. Find some magazine to try and get it published. Anyone interested in reading it, just drop a comment.

Off to do other stuff.

Cheers.
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Thursday, May 27, 2004

   Exactly one month 'til the 18th anniversary of LABYRINTH coming out in theaters! ^_^
So, 24 showed me the EE on TWO TOWERS (extended version, first disc of video, go to scene selection, selection 29-30, go all the way down 'til the ring shows up on "new scenes", click, you'll see Gollum/Smeagol's acceptance of the MTV award *manic evil laugh*) and I nearly started crying I was laughing so hard. Though, if you're easily offended you won't want to see it because it's like being in a Gallway pub (not that I've been there, but natives have told me).

I finally finished Magistra's present, gave it to her today, and she didn't open it! Argh! My finger's practically bruised and I have a blister on the other one. Fourteen pages of parchment, abt an hour per page.

Well, Dad's chasing me off the internet so I'll talk more later.

Layer.one
Name:	Puddintain, ask me again and I'll tell you the same
Birthdate:	1986 June 27
Birthplace:	hospital...Columbia, SC
Current location:	home (Cola, SC)
Eyes:	demon (no joke, that's the normal description)...er...green
Hair:	dark brown, black when wet
Height:	5' 4"
Righty or Lefty:	right, although I do use my left hand, slight ambi
Zodiac Sign:	Cancer *whoo*
Layer.two
Your heritage:	Irish, Scottish, Scotch-Irish (yes, there is a difference), Polish, French
Your weakness:	mortality
Your shoes you wore today:	the immortal hightops (classic black)
Your fears:	Agoraphobia, getting eaten by a croc, my spiderweb nightmares, Nothing (as in the concept)
Your perfect pizza:	a good one
Goal you'd like to achieve:	saving the world, getting something published
Layer.three
Your thoughts first waking up:	song lyrics, prayer, "Good Morning!" ^_^ (morning person)
Your best physical feature:	according to most people, eyes
Your bedtime:	whenever I go to sleep
Your most missed memory:	non intelligo
Layer.four
Pepsi or Coke:	water...Coke
McDonald's or Burger King:	Micky D's fries and BK's broiled hamburgers (let's not forget the Slushies)
Single or group dates:	I only date friends so it doesn't matter, I believe in courtship
Adidas or Nike:	Converse All Star Chuck Taylor black classic hightops
Lipton Ice Tea or Nestea:	Daddy's
Chocolate or vanilla:	chocolate
Cappuccino or coffee:	I like to flavor my sugar with coffee
Layer.five
Smoke:	ham (cigs. are bad for your health, stain your hands and teeth--two things I notice)
Cuss:	every now and again much to my chagrin
Sing:	ita! 'though some ask me to stop
Take showers daily:	no, usually every other day (I sit and read most of the time for gosh sakes!) but take one after any heavy activity (fencing, mowing lawn ect)
Have a crush:	uh-huh
Think you've been in love:	everyday of my life
Want to go college:	ita vero!
Want to get married:	if I meet the right guy
Believe in yourself:	yes
Get motion sickness:	boat-no elevator-60% of time plane-I'll find out
Think you're attractive:	not terribly much so, according to some (*cough* Bowie-ite *cough*) I am
Think you're a health freak:	not really
Get along with your parents:	I love my mom and daddy ^_^
Like thunderstorms:	yes, 'though scary when on beach outside
Play an instrument:	violin
Layer.six - in the past months
Gone to the mall:	yes *shudders* (see "fears" note)
Eaten an entire box of Oreos:	no, that'd make me sick
Eaten sushi:	Yes
Been on stage:	yes
Gone skating:	no
Made homemade cookies:	unfortunately, no
Gone skinny dipping:	past months? no other than that...
Dyed your hair:	past months? no ever? yes
Stolen anything:	does one of my sister's Spree count?
Label.seven - ever..
Been trashed or extremely intoxicated:	Never! (and never intend to either)
Been called a tease:	no
Got beaten up:	started brawling with my cousin once, Mom made me stop 'cause I was making her arm swell up and she wouldn't be able to work the next day, but it was all for the fun of it
Layer.eight
Age you hoped to be married:	whenever God wills it
Number and name of children:	see above
Dream wedding:	a Mass w/Fthr. Wilson presiding and the rest changes on a day to day basis
How do you want to die:	either of old age or saving someone's life...when I die I want to die properly and have nothing left to do but
Where do you want to attend college:	USC!!! (the real one, not the Other one, Go Cocks! *cock-a-doodle-doo* Gamecock born and raised)
Dream job:	doing nothing and getting paid to do so
Country you want to visit:	Ireland et Scotland
Layer.nine - In a guy/girl...
Best eye color:	brown
Best hair color:	purple/blue
Short or long hair:	both
Height:	not available at the moment
Best weight:	see above
Best clothing:	I'm tired of jumping back and forth, just look at the next pic of Folken you come across (that's why all hte above answes are there)
Best first date location:	I don't date anyone but friends, a guy can court me
Best first kiss location:	alter during our wedding cermony
Layer.ten
Number of drugs taken illegally:	zip, nada, none
Number of people I could trust with my life:	several
Number of CDs that I own:	a lot
Number of piercings:	two, one per ear
Number of tattoos:	none (illegal here anyways)
Number of times my name's been in the news:	don't know, I've been in the news at least twice
Number of scars on my body:	too many, they breed at an alarming rate
Number of things in my past that I regret.:	all of three, if I want to count, but it's my past, all I can do now is learn from it

Layers brought to you by BZOINK!
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Tuesday, May 25, 2004

   So sorry that it's taken me forever since my last update!!
Okay, okay, okay...so where did I leave off?

Now I am officially graduated! Last Thursday in fact. Got my award money and got the blooming honors stoal that they were trying to cheat me out of saying I wasn't an honors student and all that rot. *grrrr* But yes, I did get to graduate with honors.
Confessor came down all the way from Goose Creek to see me ^_^ *major happy*

After graduation: Hung out with Id and 24 (okay, not his original nickname but I can't remember what it was and I'm changing it to this) and Confessor and his friend until they had to leave at two thirty. Then I just hung out with Id and 24 until about ten til six when the guests started arriving. Holy schmoley and great balls of fire!!! There have never been so many people in my house before...Ever. Ever. So, all these relatives and family friends and neighboors came and it was enjoyable. Some friends of mine who came: F. C. ("because everybody needs a little Foam Castle", her line not mine, darn it), her "brother" N (seperate story about That in a moment), California (a guy), Boy, Pink (according to next door neighboor I was blushing terribly when he walked through the door and I hugged him), B. E. (Beautiful eyes, because he poesses the most Beautiful eyes ever to be blessed upon a human, and I apparently was blushing something terrible when he was here too), Id, 24, Falcon (a guy), Shameless (a guy), and the David Bowie-ite. It was fun and great and I got to eat really good food. ^_^

At about eleven most everybody left. Falcon had to go home so Boy gave him a ride and then came back, California gave Shameless a ride home and came back. So we all decided to pop in YOUNG FRANKENSTIEN and enjoy ourselves for the rest of the night. Seating arrangements: California at chair at computer to left of the television, Guy beside him at the end of couch on the floor near me (to far left of couch in front of telly), N, Bowie-ite, F. C. in a chair to right of telly. Personal note: I have a habit of poking people and hugging people because I like people. My way of flirting involves actually making continious eye contact that does not involve talking and ignoring or saying very little to the person and have a tendancy to blush and say very little (wait, already said that). So I was acting normal for the night *pause* until the movie started. N poked me, so I poked him back several times. Then I made eye contact (completely by accident) and realized that he was flirting with me and that I liked him back and wanted to flirt with him and (praise heaven's the lights were out and only the television screen was on) that I was blushing something terrible. Basically by the end of the night we were holding hands (that is one thing I do Not do, I'm not a "holding hands" kind of person). So I'm basically besotted and am totally crushing over this guy and thinking he at least partially returns the feelings, but the next time I see him (two days later) does he act like he spent any more than an hour or so with me at my house with F. C. for the literary magazine and not at my house flirting with me and showing interest just two nights before? YES! *AAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHH!* Can anyone tell me why?! 'Cause F. C. can't and she certainly thought that he liked me and stuff. All you guys who actually read my page, could you tell me why he is now ignoring me? Why he asked for my e-mail address and hasn't sent an e-mail?

One good thing has come from this confusion, I have written another short story. Sometime in the near future I plan to edit it and revise it and send it off to some magazine to see if I can get it published. First story I've ever written where the main character dies.

Just because I can, this is what N looks like: he's at least a foot taller than I am (I'm 5' 4" exactly, went to the doctor's yesterday, weigh 121 lbs...perfectly average), without his glasses on his face looks like Matt Daemon (I did not notice this, the Bowie-ite had to point this out to me), his eyes are the color of coffee with hazelnut flavoring and when the light catches them they turn to dark cidar, his lips are the cherry wine stain upon the fourth hand coffee table that is thrown from the antique hurrican lamp beside it, his teeth are glistening, and his hands are a drummers. *sigh*

Apparently I blush a lot. I just finished reading some comments and I felt my face burn. *tah*

Anyways, my posts will be random now that I'm not in school and at my home computer because we have dial-up and I'm only allowed to get on at night.

Off to read y'all's updates now.
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Monday, May 17, 2004

So, I'm sitting here in my suede medieval boots, black trews, black sword shirt, brown belt, brown arm bands, and my hair down
And the thought hits me. Today is Senior Awards Night. This means I'm fixin to be $250 richer. Today was my last exam. Today is my is my last day of school. And "holy diplomas Batman!" (sorry, couldn't help myself) I'm graduating in three days, if you include today. Oh my gosh, I am almost finished with my entire high school career. I am suddenly scared.

To think, the geek is graduating. I will soon be an adult (if only in age). I shall soon have the power...

Sorry, it is just so surreal at the moment. Here I am at the computer dressed like something out of a Salvatore novel fixin to leave behind my public school education.

Yes! I'm going be going to USC!! No, not the Other USC, the Real USC. The University of South Carolina established in 1801 home of the Gamecocks!!! The only college I've wanted to go to since I was two. No, I'm not joking and I'm not lying. (Not lying about my outfit either) I've wanted to go to USC since I could comprehend the words "going to school." Sad? I think not.

So, what are my plans for this summer? Let's see: house sit for my cousin, schedule orientation so I can get my classes ready, go to Greece, read, celebrat the 18th anniversary of one of the greatest movies ever made (LABYRINTH), work on my LABYRINTH fan fic, work on the story I started here oh-so-long-ago, work on my novels, write some more short stories, send more stuff off and try to get published, and chill with some friends. It would be really great to go to the anime convention in Atlanta this year. That reminds me, I'm going to need to figure out how to get in touch with a friend of mine whose web address I can't find, whose e-mail I don't have, whose number I don't have, and who is home schooled. Ah, complications, where would we be without them?

Hmmm, think I'm going to go read my (errr, Boy's actually, he's letting me borrow it, wonderful thing second hand bookstores) novelization of WILLOW.
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   Last Day of School
Currently I'm on Hadrian so I can't comment on anybody's posts, but as soon as the chic next to me is off Antinovus I'll get on him and add some comments. Or go off to some other classroom.

Yeah, Magistra (that's "female teacher" in Latin, and consiquently my Latin teacher) has named her computers. I shan't explain why those two names. Maybe some other time.

So anyway, I'm at school for eight hours to take one exam that I've already taken today. Whatever. No more physics for me. ^_^ *chi!*

I've read some awesome posts and I want to comment but I can't and it is annoying me because I want to talk to you guys on a more one on one level per statement instead of general to everybody who visits me. *tah*

So, how did my weekend go? Here is a brief over view:

Friday: sleep over at youth leaders house for the girls. About forty girls said they wanted to come and the youth leader is "that's cool, as many can come come. Just let me know if you aren't able to make it so I don't have too much food." I get there late, there are definately only four other girls their plus the other three female youth leaders. And enough spagetti for about forty people. No body called to cancel. Our youth group has gone down the tubes this year, mostly because we weren't able to go on our usual beach retreat. *sigh* So we watched UPTOWN GIRLS and enjoyed it and they enjoyed my comments. I talk through movies or to the characters. We then watched the deleted scenes, *great googily-moogily*, those scenes where Trash! Heavens! So much crap, ruined the movie for us. Swore we'd never watch them again. *Gaaaaa* Then we talked (actually we talked through the whole slumber party sans when actually asleep) and watched some "While You Were Gone." Ah, I'm going to make a request at the end of this post.

Saturday: went to sleep at 1:37am. Woke up at six from the sunlight through the windows and went back to bed. At seven I got up and got dressed and went down to breakfast which my youth leader was cooking. Had four delicious pancakes with orange juice. After breakfast she took me to work (last day is May 29th)and I got to watch little kiddies for four hours. *sigh* During this time I watched: POWER RANGERS, DIGIMON, SPIDERMAN, and GARGOYLES. I love cartoons (not PR so much, but the kids like it and it keeps them quite and it's an excuse to keep it on the channel so I can see the exploits of Takuya and the others). During this time I also got a migraine. At twelve I changed into my dance clothes and went to the Fair Grounds to do some dancing in benefit of the Children's Hospital. I did two dances, felt nauseated, and didn't eat any BBQ because I felt that I would throw it back up. My sisters then went to church because they were serving at a wedding and I went home to change, yet again. Picked up my bathing suit and went over to Col.'s for the senior BBQ. There were only two other people there, and I didn't go swimming because the food was almost ready. I had taken an Excedrin at home so my migraine was gone and I was able to enjoy so BBQ spare ribs that are as good as my dad's! *large grin* We talked a lot, Col. has the most adorable grandchildren, found out my Plt Cmdr from freshman year is in town and that I might get to see him on graduation!!!!! *happy dance* Was picked up at five (got there around one thirty), stopped by Target with Dad and then went home. I was soooo exhausted at this point that it was amazing that I could speak coherently. My mom and littlest sister were back from the GS camping trip and lounging around the house. I just tried to stay awake. Did some surfing on the internet and watched "In the Shadows" by The Rasmus (awesome song, go listen to it). Mom woke up and told me that Boy called and that I needed to call him back and I then promptly forgot. At seven thirty when I was sitting down to eat my dad's homemade chicken noodle soup I remembered to call him. So I called and chatted for a bit, he needed to get out of the house, so I told him to come on over (don't forget, I'm about to pass out from exhaustion). So he comes over and we talk on the porch some, find out he's never gone backpacking and promise to tie him in a gunnysack and take him with me the next time I go to Pisgah or something. Go inside and start talking. Mom wants to watch a movie, so we ask Boy what he'd like to watch, come to find out he had never Ever seen as single INDIANA JONES movie. I freak. A bunch. So we pop in RAIDERS OF THE LOST ARK and I all but fall asleep on the couch and make the wonderful comment at the end of the movie, when the ark first starts glowing before the spirits come out, "Ha-ham *weird noise mixture of thought and funniness*. It's just like the refrigerator from GHOSTBUSTERS." Which of course, ruined the whole awe. After the movie Boy left feeling much better since he was able to get away and I went to bed thinking it was one in the morning and having my eyes bug out when I realized it was only eleven thirty-seven. I say my prayers and go to bed.

Sunday: Sleep in until ten. Go to noon Mass a little late and spend the day cleaning. Went to the youth group BBQ and lounged on the park bench wishing there was a public bathroom with an unlocked door (what's the point of a public bathroom when you keep the doors locked and won't let anybody use them!?) I watch MASTER AND COMMANDER (Paul Bettany! Billy Boyd!) and work on Magistra's in the of the year gift. One of my cousin's came over for a bit and his girlfriend. Had homemade beefstew (Dad is the best cook in the world). Wrapped Col.'s Harley Mug and Master Chief's copy of MASTER AND COMMANDER (the book is just as good as the movie, better of course) and my former math teacher's tie (he's the sponser for the Distinctive Tie Club at my school). Am nowhere near completeing Magistra's gift, just hope that it's done before June 7th.

So that was my weekend. Basically, just a really long Saturday.

Prayer Request: a friend of mine from youth group, Eric (yes, that is his real name), has a very malignant form of soft tissue cancer. The doctors say that his situation is very grim and does not look good at all. He is going to be doing 45 Weeks of kemo soon. So, for all of you who pray, could you say one for Eric? For all you who don't, but believe in something, could you wish on a star? For those of you who don't believe in anything, just hope. Please.

Well, that's all for the time being. Hopefully I'll be able to leave some comments later today.
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Friday, May 14, 2004

   I did dream:
A lot actually. Some stuff involving Spike *chi* and then backpacking and sliding down waterfalls. Actually I think the whole backpacking episode came before the COWBOY BEBOP episode. Yeah, it did. Anyway, that is not what I came to talk about ("came to talk about the draft").

Last night for the first time in awhile I had my nighmare about spiderwebs and spiders. No, I am not arachniphobic. However, becoming dinner for the adorable little eight legged creatures does cause one discomfort.

It basically involves me in a narrow area surrounded by spider webs, and me successfully manuvering around them. At some point I almost always wind up crawling along my stomach. Now the webs are highly sticky and have dark neon blue with hints of green spiders (yes, I do dream in technicolor) in them. These spiders are highly poinsonus and about the size of my hand, they do not exist anywhere but my mind...I hope. I'm crawling/walking between these webs, actually in this dream I'm running and feeling very excited about something, and subito I get part of me caught on a web. I think it's my hair, and then more of me gets caught. I start freaking and thrashing and panicing and all that good stuff. I also remember every time this has happened before (I lucid dream and can remember past dreams in my dreams, and people wonder why I have times differentating reality from fantasty) and get very mad at myself for being so incredibly stupid and getting caught in the webs when I sure as heck knew better to be running so close to them. So I'm screaming for help and crying and about to be killed by this spider, and this other person who was in the dream comes and saves me. Standard: grey, can't really see him, what I did see of him I now can not remember, taller than me, strong, kind, apparently a friend of mine. So he pulls me out of the webs and

I go into the dream about Spike. What, you are disappointed? Well I'm sorry I do not really remember. It sort of just fades to black after I stand up from all the webs. Then I'm in English class with my teacher from last year fixin to watch KNOCKIN ON HEAVEN'S DOOR and eventually I become a character in the movie (which was only loosely the movie, weird dream thing)and spend the rest of my dream hanging out with Spike. Which isn't so bad now is it?
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