Current mood:

busy

dreams, reality, etc
today i'm supposed to be :
cleaning, doing laundry, organizing bookshelf etc
writing to ish in our shared journal, writing a letter to binks
practicing digital bass (i am now the bassist on the keyboard. until we find a real bassist.)
perhaps going to drive later (yesterday was the first time i drove my car in a long long long time, i was petrified and nauseous and my hands were shaking. i went with my dad. he says a time or two more and i'll be good to go solo. (sigh))

the Bike Guy and I are .. official? Officially.. Boyfriend and Girlfriend. That sounds silly. I'm not sure if I mentioned his name is Emmanuel, or Eman for short. More on that later..

dreams: patrick goes super saiyan - or more like terrible nordic muscle building long haired god of doom. on the lawn at the music college we attend. he morphs into a demon thing that has this incredible long .. arm thing.. that shoots out spikes and needles and chases me around the school, inside and out. i see a small flock of sheep get massacred and little dogs too. the ooze seeping from the giant tentacle drives animals insane - but i found a little white dog that was unaffected, so i carried it under my arm. this was after i turned into some kind of floating goddess that sprinkled bubbles and shot out beams of purifying light over the campus.

note: this was the day after he got in the bike/car accident, but we went out to a bar with his friends anyway.

clean shaven: