Sunday, May 11, 2008

In which I almost had sex with a man three times my age... in a dream!
I dreamed it from Saturday into Sunday. And yes, that would make him 54. (Or thereabouts)

He was 1% Nicholas Cage (who's sort of creepy, in my opinion), and 99%, well, himself. Long long dirty blond (light brown, really) hair that went to the small of his back and hadn't been combed in ages. Definitely an impressive face for 54 -- it looked more 43, actually.

And jeeze was he hesitant! We were lying in a canvas hammock, and I was next to him and he asked me if I really wanted to do it. I said yes, and he started kissing me and caressing my side, but he was taking waaay too long so I stopped, looked at him, to speed it up a little bit. And THEN we got interrupted for the first time.

The residential quad at my school was completely flooded. And I'm talking like water up to just past the ankles. And there were all these pirates fighting - some from PotC, some just... pirates. So we joined the fray, got separated. I fought a little bit and talked to the pirates a little bit.

And then the battle was over. So we went back to the hammock on my suggestion. I knelt over him, straddled his hips, and was just about to kiss him when suddenly...

My name was called, and I was transported to the corner where the sidewalk just begins if you're coming from the freshman lot. And I was walking back with Yanli (much like when we came back from the movies, although in my dream it was lighter out). And then we ran into Richie on our way back to Gee (and I realized it was him that called my name). And they asked me if I wanted to hang out for a while, and of course I said yes. I don't remember what we did, though.

After we were done, I said goodbye, met up with Mr. 54-and-hesitant, and practically pulled him back to the hammock. Straddling him again, I didn't even have time to say anything before I woke up!

And that was that.

It was an interesting dream, and I wasn't actually creeped out by it at all. In case you couldn't tell, apparently my dream self wanted to have sex with him. O_o


And then there's...
The pair of socks that are a story and a half

Here, I'll even write the story in the color of the socks.

So, I've been making this new lolita ensemble, based off of a picture someone drew. It involves a handkerchief skirt (I finished!), and accessories including a pair of navy and white striped socks.

The drawing had them as crew socks, but I knew it was only for pictorial effect, to show of the legs of the girl (since it WAS a picture of two girls kissing - hello, duh?).

SO, I was out to find a pair of navy& white striped kneehighs. I checked welovecolors, sockdreams, and thesockboutique (checked them all MORE than twice), and even though they did have striped knee-highs, they weren't in navy and white!

I turned to google, typed in a million different search terms, went to lots of other socks sites, some sports sites, a couple costume sites, and found nothing. Dead ends every time.

Eventually I was led to this pair on Amazon. I did a little searching, and found out that the socks were carried at champs and footlocker. 'Great!' I thought, 'When I go to the mall to get other stuff, I can get them there.' Well, no. They weren't in champs, nor footlocker. So when I got home, I went back online, resigned to ordering them and hoping to high hell they got here in time for London (TODAY AT 8:45 BABY). On closer inspection, they were not woven the way I wanted them to be. They were sports socks (no surprise, in retrospect), not dress socks.

Fed up, I finally went to a couple of the big lolita sites, and found a meta pair that had not only stripes, but polka dots. But hey, they were NAVY AND WHITE, so okay, I could live with that. It just meant I wouldn't be able to wear the ensemble to London. ><;

A few days later I had to go back to the mall to return what I had bought (too big of a bangle, I had made one myself for 1/3 the price in the meantime), and to pick up a few rings at forever21 that I had spotted online.

For half a minute I feared the forever21 at my mall was under construction and not open. So, I was relieved when I saw it - I needed those rings!

I looked veerry carefully in the accessories section, went around twice, and did not find the website advertised rings (found a lot of ugly ones though). Just starting my third circuit, I noticed a fountain shaped rack, with oodles of socks. And rejoice, there was a navy and white pair! They had an ugly red star on them, but I could live with that. Then I went across the way to another rack of socks, and even better, found a navy and cream pair without the red star AND with lace! Perfect!!

After getting my rings, while I was in line, I thought to myself, "Okay, it's really busy. Make sure they don't forget to take off the security tag."

Well, after doing all my other shopping (in which I had plenty of time to look at the socks) and arriving at home, I realized they didn't take the security tag off. -_-; I was pissed off at the idea of having to wait, go back on Monday (damn you Paramus blue laws!), and get it removed. AND waste gas.

Soooo, I turned to the internet. Since this was an ink tag (ick!) I found an article about cutting it with a drill (which I didn't have), and using pliers to snip, if I had a type that I could wedge in there (which I didn't). A little more searching lead me to this godsend of a page.

First, I froze the socks (to hopefully freeze the ink). I watched Romeo and Juliet (the Leonardo DiCaprio and Claire Danes version) during that time. And I still say Tom makes a better Mercutio than anyone. :)

After that, I removed the socks, wrapped the ink part in plastic wrap, and covered myself with a garbage bag (in case it splattered -- not on my nice shirt!). I wore my chemistry safety googles. Armed with a tiny flat-head screwdriver and a book of matches (since I didn't have a lighter), I tried that approach. It took a lot of matches because I'd have to stop and scrape away the melted plastic, and start again, but I finally got the spring, metal container, and ball bearings out! And the tag came off just like that! *snaps fingers*

Of course, then I wasn’t even sure the socks looked good with the skirt, so I asked the lolita community today (technically yesterday), and they said they liked the striped socks! Finally, I can wear these sock in London. =)