July 31st, 2003

Photo - leaves

yet more adventures in my subconscious mind...

my brain scares me. last night's dream revolved around me and naomi attempting to sing "stay with me", which was an 80s hit by shakespeare's sister. i know why - it's part of sky one's "pop years" promotion at the moment, and they keep showing the scary blonde goth one singing her bit. anyway, i recall that we ended up switching parts because i didn't know the words to the scary blonde goth one's bit, but i knew all of the other bit, which bore no actual resemblence to the real song.

very odd...

the cat's still missing. i went around the area today putting little notes through people's doors asking them to check their sheds and garages, just in case. there are some frelling scary houses near me. i've lived here over four years and never ventured beyond my own house, and today i covered the entire block and discovered some houses in a cul-de-sac off the cul-de-sac that have no actual road access, and there are three, in a row, in a sort of niche at the end of the street... it was like something out of a horror movie, for some reason. if i thought i'd get away with it without getting strange looks, i'd attempt to get some photos of it...

that's pretty much it, i think. i've been attempting to get to town and failing so will try to go tomorrow. and i've moved back into my own bed, having spent the time since the foot incident sleeping on an inflatable mattress and the futon mattress, on the floor. annoyingly, i slept better down there, even if my neck hurt in the morning. back in my own bed, i'm near the ceiling (if you've seen it, you know...) and i think the mattress is just too soft. i end up sleeping my life away up there.

but on the plus side, it's brought my muse/s back to the fore. sleeping on the floor was slowly killing them off. i nearly had a moulin rouge-esque fic idea going around my head, but it turned into christian moping after the end of the movie, and everyone does those...