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Crap what a dream.

Before I dreamt about traveling but then my travels took me to someone's house. She was smoeone I was talking with but then in comes in a couple of people asking about her experience with a serial killer case. I ask her what she means about it and she begins to explain.

Apparently, she was a criminal investigator for a murder case about a very nasty fellow that I saw as something like Anthony Hopkins in style, but nowhere near as similar in appearances. He took women from their homes, did his business with them, and then left their body in their home to rot. Somehow I get involved in the hunt for this man, and I ride around with the group in their station wagon to I believe a restaurant and then a store to look for information. Unfortunately, not that many people know about it and do not provide any clues that seem to pinpoint a location.

I then get a call from the same woman to come back. They ride me there, in dark gray weather that's raining bad. When I get there though, it's quiet. Eerily quiet. I walk around her living room and into the den next door... and then I see this mattress-like thing. It's a white sheet stretched over a mattress that is held from the sofa to some chairs and something else. I have this feeling in my gut that it's her under that thing even though I don't want to know, I really don't want to know. I pull the sheets up carefully and underneath the mattress lying on the floor, I see her naked back, pale and with cuts and the carpet speckled with blood that was beginning to pool.

That was the clincher. I knew he had to be still in this house, so I ran out and the people looked back at me and wondered if they could go on and continue, but I warn to them that there's a body in there and that we need to get a forensics team as well as secure the area. Just then, another car drives in, of a guy and his two kids who want to come in and see her. I shake my arms at them wildly and yell to them not to come in since there's a dead body but they don't seem to believe me. ...and then I woke up because my alarm just beeped on me.

My dreams make horrible horror stories. Then again, I'm no criminal investigator. :P

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Crap what a dream.

Before I dreamt about traveling but then my travels took me to someone's house. She was smoeone I was talking with but then in comes in a couple of people asking about her experience with a serial killer case. I ask her what she means about it and she begins to explain.

Apparently, she was a criminal investigator for a murder case about a very nasty fellow that I saw as something like Anthony Hopkins in style, but nowhere near as similar in appearances. He took women from their homes, did his business with them, and then left their body in their home to rot. Somehow I get involved in the hunt for this man, and I ride around with the group in their station wagon to I believe a restaurant and then a store to look for information. Unfortunately, not that many people know about it and do not provide any clues that seem to pinpoint a location.

I then get a call from the same woman to come back. They ride me there, in dark gray weather that's raining bad. When I get there though, it's quiet. Eerily quiet. I walk around her living room and into the den next door... and then I see this mattress-like thing. It's a white sheet stretched over a mattress that is held from the sofa to some chairs and something else. I have this feeling in my gut that it's her under that thing even though I don't want to know, I really don't want to know. I pull the sheets up carefully and underneath the mattress lying on the floor, I see her naked back, pale and with cuts and the carpet speckled with blood that was beginning to pool.

That was the clincher. I knew he had to be still in this house, so I ran out and the people looked back at me and wondered if they could go on and continue, but I warn to them that there's a body in there and that we need to get a forensics team as well as secure the area. Just then, another car drives in, of a guy and his two kids who want to come in and see her. I shake my arms at them wildly and yell to them not to come in since there's a dead body but they don't seem to believe me. ...and then I woke up because my alarm just beeped on me.

My dreams make horrible horror stories. Then again, I'm no criminal investigator. :P

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Today went well enough... I feel like my life is progressing on me for once and it feels great. ^_^

I'm still jobless, but I've been guaranteed to get some calls from a tutor service eventually in the college and I've already got my NYU forms almost entirely finished. I need to get some additional information filled out but that's another story altogether that will get its finish soon enough. My parents were finally convinced I needed a haircut, so I no longer have to look like Shaggy's extra, and I have part one of my exit exam for Intro to Computers ready. I have no idea why I need to remember things like binary code and like that, but I guess I'll have to live with it. Hopefully I'll just need to get a pass/fail mark for it so it doesn't slam my report card and I don't need to compensate for my current grades just to have it catch up for that annoyingly basic class. Language CLEP is coming in two days and two days after that the diagnostic exam for the Intro to Computers thing.

On a side note, I read an article whilst waiting in the tutoring center about Christianity and the word of God and felt offended as I read into a part where the writer mentions how during the 70s there was a Christian artist that went to perform in a secular concert and after he says Jesus three times, people were silent. He then goes on to mention that it is "the word of god alone that can silence the devil" or something like that. I can't believe there are still people out there who are intent to believe that music is satanic. -and of course people would be quiet in a concert after hearing that; if you heard someone yell "fuck" three times out loud, wouldn't you shut up just to hear what he was saying? It's almost like a similar principle. I dunno, that just annoys me that people get so high-and-mighty without making counterpoints in their articles... it just feels like biased hogwash if I don't get to understand both sides first. I'd make an essay out of it but I have a feeling that I'd then get crucified by all the Christians on FoD since it would not surprise me if they thought that music and roleplaying games are works of the devil. Bah!

Er... anyway, beyond that spouting, things are good. I didn't get a nap, but I'm thinking of heading to bed early. I figure these entries will give me a good morale boost if I start to lose steam in my engines just to remind me that it's only a little yin for my yang. Anywho... *ZIP!*

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Today went well enough... I feel like my life is progressing on me for once and it feels great. ^_^

I'm still jobless, but I've been guaranteed to get some calls from a tutor service eventually in the college and I've already got my NYU forms almost entirely finished. I need to get some additional information filled out but that's another story altogether that will get its finish soon enough. My parents were finally convinced I needed a haircut, so I no longer have to look like Shaggy's extra, and I have part one of my exit exam for Intro to Computers ready. I have no idea why I need to remember things like binary code and like that, but I guess I'll have to live with it. Hopefully I'll just need to get a pass/fail mark for it so it doesn't slam my report card and I don't need to compensate for my current grades just to have it catch up for that annoyingly basic class. Language CLEP is coming in two days and two days after that the diagnostic exam for the Intro to Computers thing.

On a side note, I read an article whilst waiting in the tutoring center about Christianity and the word of God and felt offended as I read into a part where the writer mentions how during the 70s there was a Christian artist that went to perform in a secular concert and after he says Jesus three times, people were silent. He then goes on to mention that it is "the word of god alone that can silence the devil" or something like that. I can't believe there are still people out there who are intent to believe that music is satanic. -and of course people would be quiet in a concert after hearing that; if you heard someone yell "fuck" three times out loud, wouldn't you shut up just to hear what he was saying? It's almost like a similar principle. I dunno, that just annoys me that people get so high-and-mighty without making counterpoints in their articles... it just feels like biased hogwash if I don't get to understand both sides first. I'd make an essay out of it but I have a feeling that I'd then get crucified by all the Christians on FoD since it would not surprise me if they thought that music and roleplaying games are works of the devil. Bah!

Er... anyway, beyond that spouting, things are good. I didn't get a nap, but I'm thinking of heading to bed early. I figure these entries will give me a good morale boost if I start to lose steam in my engines just to remind me that it's only a little yin for my yang. Anywho... *ZIP!*

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I also want to add that during a personal readover of Nietzschie's Genealogy of Morals, I found out that he argued of Tribal community and ancestors. I don't want to use his same droning style (I guess anything sounds boring when translated) and he mentions that Ancestors in a tribal unity will, if the tribe becomes large enough, be treated as gods. This was an idea I was considering for my fantasy story project, and that freaked me out that I was beaten to the punch 60 years ago. ...then again, with the histories of civilizations of roman and Egyptian empire where the ruler was treated as a god, I guess I shouldn't be so surprised :P

ARG!! FOD didn't save my @#$)* entry!!

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I also want to add that during a personal readover of Nietzschie's Genealogy of Morals, I found out that he argued of Tribal community and ancestors. I don't want to use his same droning style (I guess anything sounds boring when translated) and he mentions that Ancestors in a tribal unity will, if the tribe becomes large enough, be treated as gods. This was an idea I was considering for my fantasy story project, and that freaked me out that I was beaten to the punch 60 years ago. ...then again, with the histories of civilizations of roman and Egyptian empire where the ruler was treated as a god, I guess I shouldn't be so surprised :P

ARG!! FOD didn't save my @#$)* entry!!