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had many dreams/nightmares. nightmares about having to call these lawyers about community service at the terminal (which i did and was horrible because it turns out all 3 lawyers are in the same office so i felt like an ass when the lady laughed at me the 2nd time i called and told her the same spiel haha). dreamed someone sent me a box of video games for wii, only they weren’t for wii…there were a few N64 games, and some PSP games, and some xbox. so since i had the games i wanted to find a cheap used xbox, but then got excited because that meant i could buy rockband. dreamed i went to a hockey game with tammy and she brought someones baby. dreamed pat and heather and i went to some performance art thing that ryan miller was doing. i had my camera, and he was telling stories to the crowd (which was small) from a balcony. and he did the thriller dance. a few other things. then we got to go up on the balcony with him, and sit on the floor while he talked and did stuff. his face wasn’t crooked in the dream ha. then he came over to the side and was putting his skates on so we were talking and i found him to be quite friendly and charming. i kept thinking that i should be taking pics of him for heather but i felt bad sticking a camera in his face. for some reason the rest of the crowd had wandered off and we were just hanging out.

houses tomorrow, haircut wednesday, dinner with lei sometime, possibly sabres alumni game at my highschool thurs. i need new shoes for work, so off to do that.

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dream: not sure why now, but cassie gave me a drawing of The Edge that she did, and it was actually a card. inside was love letter as if written by edge to me. there was some reason she gave it to me, i was sad or something. then we were in a mass amount of people all going in the same direction, and the real edge was actually there and we walked by him and he wasn’t wearing a hat. i wanted to get him to sign the drawing of him but the crowd kept moving so i couldn’t get close to him again.

then something about me and jenn getting sabres autographs by hanging out in a bathroom someplace ha.

i started a new sewing project, a sleeveless hoodie. first try so just using the black knit adr and i got in toronto in the summer. i didn’t like the entire pattern tho so i’m leaving parts out, and i tried to lengthen the pattern but i don’t think i did it long enough still. oh well. we’ll see how it turns out. there’s alot they’re asking me to do in the instructions that i don’t know what it’s saying ha (esp the pockets). oh well. i’ll just make it up as i go along. i’m good at that.

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dream: someone gave me brian campbell’s phone number. so i thought i’d ring him up and see how he was doing about the trade, and thank him and wish him luck. so i did, and i was expecting just this quick little phone call but he just kept coming up with things to talk about. apparently we weren’t strangers, he knew me from the terminal or something. i could only understand half of what he was saying, he was mumbling. he said something about hanging out with someone i worked with, and i was like, how does he know where i work?

also…michael jackson has defaulted on the neverland ranch, and if he doesn’t pay 24mil or something it’s gonna be auctioned. i dreamed that i went down to sneak on property to see it, and was seriously considering buying it at auction. but then in the auction notes it said you get all the animals too, and i thought, what the hell am i gonna do with all the animals, i can’t run a zoo. haha then i tried to figure out some way for mj fans of the world to pitch in money to buy it and turn it into a mj museum.

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had a bizarre dream about a new nin record, that was supposedly year zero. there was all sorts of hidden stuff in it that had to deal with the arg…like if you looked at a certain part of the packaging it told you a certain part of a song to listen to for a clue…which was turning the speakers really loud during the first song and you’d hear a voice say a number – which i forget now – that was the actual “year zero”, meaning that the album was taking place actually in the late 80s (?). i was trying to get to a computer to write up my review of the album, though i never got past the first song which had a woman talking softly on it, like la mer.

and in that spirit, time for my review of the new econoline crush cd, ignite. last thursday i went up to canada to find the cd. i have no idea where to buy cds in canada so i had asked around, with my first stop being walmart. well nothing is ever easy for me when driving around an unfamiliar place. i looked up where the closest one was, as opposed to just going to the one i know in st catherines. it is at morrison at qew…no problem. except qew doesn’t exit at morrison, the only exit once driving past walmart is thorold stone road. so i exited figuring it’d be easy to back track…not so. never saw the walmart again, eventually was almost back into the tourist area of the falls before crossing morrison rd. cool. took the road, finally found the walmart, which was back where i had exited qew. LOL. and they didn’t have the cd. fine, i’ll go to future shop in st catherines which i also know where it is. the kid working was about 12, i asked if they had the cd and he went to look it up. couldn’t spell it so he asked, and i told him…it wasn’t on screen, but he would have had to keep scrolling to see it and didn’t. whatever. i said i wasn’t from the area and where else could i buy cds. he said best buy. i asked where it was, he said 4th…AS IF I KNOW WHERE 4th IS! i thought it may be close and easy to find so i drove around a bit, didn’t find it. fine off to pen center, which i’ve accidentally found once but wasn’t sure i’d be able to find again. i did find it, but at this point it was almost time for me to head back home to go to the board meeting so i had 15 min to run in find HMV and find the cd. they DID have it. thank god. so off for home…figuring glendale went back into the falls (it doesn’t) so i had to back track back to 401 or 104 whatever the road is, and finally made it back into the states. the cd better have been worth it.

overall i guess it was. it was only $11, and though it’s short, 11 songs (i hate that), it is more gritty and rock-ier than “brand new history”, but nothing like “affliction” and definitely not as good as that or “devil”.
could have been – the yelling vocals sort of bother me, but the song has grown on me alot and is pretty cool
dirty – first single, average
psychotic – one of my favs, has a weird cool female vocal part, very unexpected
get out of the way – very stadium rock and roll with the “hey, hey” shouting, reminds me of gary glitter or something. another fav, it’s fun.
hole in my heart – sorta cliche, slower, not really my thing but not horrible
unbelievable – good music, but the chorus sorta bugs me, not sure why.
the love you feel – i think it’s supposed to be a “razorblades and bandaids” comparable song, the drums even sound similar, but doesn’t hold a candle haha. it’s good enough
heaven’s falling – my #1 fav from the album. rock-y and neat
burn it down – another fav, rock
bleed through – best “slow” one, tortured rock
you don’t know what it’s like 2007 – remix/rerecording of the song from brand new history, it’s got neat piano and sounds down tuned or something. it’s a “hidden track” actually track 23 or 24.

i considered taking sunday off to go see them in st catherines but i really need to work, it’s been so slow everyone’s been having to go home early or sit around doing nothing for 3-4 hrs a night, which is actually pretty horrible. EC will tour for ages around here as usual, so no big deal to miss the show.

monte carlo in vegas is on fire.

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1. i absolutely cannot stand listening to people eat. whenever food makes an appearance there must be noise to accompany it. so loud restaurants like applebees and fridays are good. dinner with my parents and aunt trudy last week reinforced this. i almost smacked all of them. (well not my mom, didn’t notice her eating, really just my aunt)
2. i cannot stand people chewing on ice. i know i do this as well and i’m now trying not to, as not to annoy others. it is especially bad at work in the break lounge because it’s quiet in there, and people sit around me and chew ice and it drives me nuts.
3. people obsessed with me. now this guy at work follows me around. well as much as possible when we’re not on the same break schedule. but if we are on the same break, he’ll sit next to me all the time. stand behind me if i’m on a computer. and sometimes he won’t even talk, just stand there. which is almost better because he is so obnoxious and sounds like a muppet. and i found out the other day, he talks about me to other people all the time. on top of that, he’s married to a cocktail waitress. and fat and completely unattractive. not that being skinny and attractive would make it any better. he is also one of the most ignorant people i know. arg i just want people to leave me alone.
4. the girl upstairs has become a big annoyance, and not just the sex thing – because most of the time i’m at work and since the new years eve incident, there hasn’t been an issue. but she is just so loud on the stairs, and of course she is always walking around on the stairs when i’m asleep. this is the main reason i want to maybe possibly buy a house. i am so tired of having neighbors in the same building.
5. people bugging me about boyfriends. look, i don’t date, period. i know people, aside from mike, cannot even begin to comprehend that, but it’s not fun, and i’m completely not interested. this does not make me gay. i don’t like girls either. i hate everyone ha. that would make me asexual. so don’t ask me out, don’t ask me for the 100th time if i’ve found a boyfriend yet, don’t ask me if i’d date you if you weren’t married. this one especially goes out to one of the asian bacc players, and mr c.p. the one who wanted to take me to las vegas for the superbowl (dear god he makes me so uncomfortable). again. just leave me alone.
6. people calling me kid/kiddo or any other form of the word. i find it insulting.
7. gambling stories. i really don’t care if you had pocket aces and got boned on the river. i don’t care about the time you had 100 bet up and caught a blackjack. or the time you were up 10k and lost it all back. i see it every day of my life, and no gambling story you can tell me will be something new. we can talk about gambling, or what i do, but please limit the stories.

i think i’m done. i’ve got the worst headache, started last night listening to coast to coast am (ironically while they were talking about earthquake “sensitives” who get headaches 72 hrs before earthquakes) and it did not go away while sleeping – i slept really badly too, no thanks to girl upstairs.

oh…at work i ran into someone from high school…didn’t know he was from HS, i didn’t recognize him but he did me and mentioned it. talking with him about old teachers i bring up my landlord who used to teach senior math. he said, yeah he’s my neighbor…i look at him, and was like “so you are my neighbor too” lol. he lives in the apt building on the other side of my driveway. small world. our 10 year reunion is this year, it’s being planned on myspace apparently to be a weekend event with bar hopping, dinner, and a picnic. i still don’t know if i’m going to attend. as he said, the people from HS i want to see, i still talk to. i can only think of 2 or 3 people i’d want to see, who disappeared, like emily meyer and i’m not sure she’d be the type of person to go.

i dreamed about trying to get into the aud with danielle. well…we were down there for some reason and i was explaining how you CAN’T get in anymore because they added the 2nd garage door etc etc etc. then it started pouring so i was walking to my car. a guy walked out onto a balcony of the aud (?) and i thought, wow they have a guard inside now, good thing we didn’t go in. then i was trying to drive home and the buffalo streets were all weird. i ended up near the baseball stadium which was now called Rangers field, but looked like Wrigley. then i kept rearending this car in front of me because my brakes weren’t working, but the people were asian and couldn’t speak english and didn’t know they were supposed to pull over to look for damage. so we kept driving while i was trying to get them to pull over. then i got rearended by a motorcycle. finally we pulled over and cops were magically there, and also magically i had a non expired registration with me (my real one, i can’t find, i only have the one that expired in june).

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it snowed/is snowing. kitty is fogging up the windows watching the snow fall ha

and i dreamed trent called me. someone called and caller ID came up as trent, i tried to answer but the call was disconnected. hours later, another call and i answer, and he asks “why didn’t you call me back?” and i’m like, who is this, and he says trent. so then i’m sorta freaking out, although not at all wondering how he had my phone number. apparently we had talked before for some reason, i just never expected another call. so he’s talking like we go way back, about regular kind of stuff. he was selling his house and someone had come to look at it that day. i kept having trouble hearing him, and then he’d also stop talking and there’d just be long periods of silence. i didn’t know what to talk about, so i asked when the tour was starting. he was silent, thinking about it, and i was like, i know i should know, but i suck as a fan haha. so we were going to hang up but i had to bring up the terminal and the suggestion that he play a spiral only show, or a bridge school type show at the building. i explained the whole thing about the terminal, and he didn’t say anything..and i was like, are you still there. and he said yeah he was just writing all the info down.

also dreamed that dan and i went to explore what was left of spaulding fibre. we don’t see any workers around so we went in and were wandering around. we started climbing this sketchy ladder to figure out what this big tube thing was in one of the rooms. we get to the roof and there were people up there. oh shit. i tried to go back down the ladder but dan didn’t, cuz he figured, we’re screwed, who cares. but these workers totally ignored us, and went on their merry way. then for some reason there was a days inn in the middle of this abandoned factory. wtf. and we had reservations there. so then we were chilling in the hotel room, which had a gift shop selling random things that had been found inside the factory as they demolished it – lots of stuffed animals for some reason. the next day i guess, i want to take a shower, but all the showers were fucked up…no shower curtains, absolutely no room to fit into the shower, etc. i kept getting pissed off, and eventually was like, fuck this i’m just going home to take a shower, i live down the street!

 

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very strange dream about being at a u2 show…or possibly a sound check situation, i’m not sure…but i was behind the stage with cassie and someone else and at one point during the show larry froze and sorta started having a seizure. apparently this wasn’t the first time. we tried to help him, the rest of the band just sorta stood there until he was ok to play again. the show continued, but then the same thing happened towards the end of the show.

also some dream about going to some abandoned thing in mercer pa, which also turned out to be a hang out for the delinquent kids in town. when i was leaving all these other kids had shown up and this black kid who sorta looked like saul said he was going to cut me. all i said was “no” but he did, huge cut on my leg, i freaked out and since i had no idea where anything was in mercer (aside from the high school ha) i didn’t know how to get to a hospital. 2 guys showed up who apparently owned this abandoned place, saw what happened, and were nice enough to take me to the ER.

an update on my phone. cingular phones sending me txt messages still go to the old phone. but if you send me a picture message, it’ll go to the new phone. when will this end!?!?!?!

 

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apparently i was in thailand, but it was also bangladesh. i was in some public square in the harbor/port area walking around. one of the locals came up to me and started talking about all the environmental damage because of all the chemical factories that have moved from the US to their area. he whipped out a map and was showing me how these factories in india release all this pollution into a river that then flows to bangladesh and then poisons their land and harbor. he was saying these obsenely large numbers of pounds of toxins that flow into their harbor. then there was a concert going on in a park behind us so i went over to it to meet whoever it was i was with. it was some band that was super popular because it had gotten banned in the country (though how the band was there if they were band i don’t know). i was like, they were banned? they’re so wussy!

then something about a band playing that was supposedly poison, but totally wasn’t.

then something about adr2 and i driving in her van somewhere, and some new song with trent singing was on the radio but i didn’t know what it was. then i realized it was trent covering inxs’s “the gift” and it was pretty cool. i still couldn’t figure out how i didn’t know about the song tho. then we were in some city going to a show and we passed a venue where inxs was playing and i wanted to go until i remembered that i didn’t like the person they picked to become singer from the rockstar:inxs tv show. so we kept going to the venue we were supposed to be at, which was through some kind of public market like Camden Market in London – lots of gothy stuff, very fun. the venue itself was a store so we were shopping in it before the show…hmm…maybe that’s where poison who wasn’t poison comes in. i forget now…

*edit* oh yeah something else…adr2 and i went to a haunted house and for some reason we had to be put in separate rooms, but we could still see eachother down this small hall. then i started floating and floated down the hall into the other room, to scare the ppl in there, cuz apparently i was supposed to look like a ghost. then floated back to the other room. i was floating because the air in the other room was helium, and once you inhaled all that helium your voice didn’t just get high but you started to float like a balloon too

 

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dream: i guess i was in school again. i was sitting around a table with some others in a common area or student union type place. but it was also like a hospital. suddenly there was some alarm, and we apparently knew why it was going off. there was a killer virus that had escaped somewhere in the world, that was going to kill everyone. bioterrorism or something. some people came into the room with face masks on, because they were so worried. others i was with scoffed at the notion that the virus would be close enough to where we were to hurt us. but then suddenly we all started wearing face masks. they were too small though and wouldn’t cover your nose and mouth at the same time and you could barely breath through them. i was like, where are the normal surgical masks, we’re in a hospital for gods sake. the alarm stopped which i guess meant it was all clear. at this point the school decided to dismiss classes and send everyone home. but they told us they were going to send us on buses. we all complained but thought whatever they’re getting us buses. then the school said no that we had to pay to take the bus and it would be $66. then people were yelling that they couldn’t afford to take a bus for $66. so they let us all go thinking we’d go down to where the buses were, but most people took off either walking home or going to the subway. in the subway i saw people i knew, supervisors from work, and thought even the bosses wouldn’t take the bus for $66. then we realized why they wanted us to take the buses, and not the subway – more terror attacks or bombs.

 

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dream: a neighbor near my parents house beat up and left his daughter in the trash at the end of the driveway. i was looking out my bedroom window and i thought it seemed like a person was laying on the trash bags. i could sort of see hair but i wasn’t sure. then she started moving, and i realized she was alive just really beat up. i guess she saw me looking at her because suddenly she had climbed on to the roof in front of my window. she was explaining how he had beat her up and she needed help to get away from him. i tried to call 911 but no one was answering. we then saw her father come out of the house and start shooting the garbage bags, thinking she was still laying on them where he left her. he apparently had very bad eye sight since he didn’t see she wasn’t still there. apparently she thought laying on my roof was a good hiding spot, but then he realized she wasn’t laying on the trash bags and started randomly shooting to his right and left. she dropped off of the roof and got on a bike and tried to ride the bike away to safety but for whatever reason she rode in the direction of her house, so she’d go right past him but on the opposite side of the street. i guess he noticed, and he shot at her and hit her and i watched her fall off the bike. i called 911 again and someone answered this time. now i went outside where a crowd of neighbors had gathered and i told them that i was a witness and that i had seen him shoot her blahblahblah.

 

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