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ravenhex ([info]ravenhex) wrote,
@ 2008-04-08 11:29:00

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Current mood: rushed
Current music:Across the Universe - Something

I don't know, I don't know
Had kind of a terrible dream last night... there was some crazy infection going around (dunno if it was zombies or what) and there was somehow a date to it - - like anybody infected was going to go through something horrible, probably die, at midnight on this particular night. In my dream my brother got infected, my parents were almost certainly infected, and I wasn't sure if I was or not. The last night, my family and I were sharing tearful goodbyes and long-unspoken secrets, because we didn't know if we would be alive the next day. My brother wasn't living with my parents; he was living with a friend and surprisingly he headed back there at the end of the night instead of staying with my parents as I was.
This was going on all over the world; it was going to be chaos the next day. The end of the world, I guess.

I had another dream that was much tamer. It was about a small, first-year convention and there was this acquaintance of mine from high school there... for some reason I was helping her with something. (Dunno why I'd be helping her, I don't really trust/like her...) I guess maybe it was something for the con. Anyways, she needed tape. Duct tape, electrical tape, something. Well, I couldn't find any duct tape, but one of the vending machines had "nipple tape". (What?) It was basically a small roll of black electrical tape with some kind of purple (and occasionally pink) sealing wax. $2.75. Way weird. So I bought her that. She got to the line for the costume contest, and there was a HUGE line, including a lot of Japanese people. I was surprised, because I hadn't seen that many people at the entire con. The con was spread out across a couple buildings, too.



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