Well... creepy dream.
The dream started with iron man (the superhero) telling me that my evil plan wouldn't work. I asked him what he meant. He said the cat-powered, monkey-navigated death missile wouldn't fly. I turned around to see a couple hundred cats pruning themselves on little hamster wheels. There were monkeys strapped down, though their little roller-blades and red fezzes were still visible. I turned around, and Iron man was close enough that he gave me a ghastly punch to the face. I yelled in pain, and could swear I saw the word "BIFF!" appear in front of me. I heard a loud gunshot and woke up.
(turns out my Sabbath tape had run out...)
It was 3:00 now, and I went back to sleep.
I was talking with my friend about our new posts as
security guards at AFD (from the
half-life mod
Science and Industry) ... I was going to ask the company's
CFO if we could get
guns, because our
flashlights were cheap shitty plastic like the
M-16 and would shatter upon
hitting someone in the head... I went to see the
board of directors. Started out with
George Carlin asking me if I could
read my request to the board... half-way through, seemingly laughing at a
hidden joke,
Regis Philbin said "Oh ? is that your
final answer?" ... I remember
Henry Kissinger trying to protest the purchase of our
firearms, doing some talk about "
trickle-down economics" and "when I was running the
Paris peace talks..." I go back to my friend; hearing that our
request was
denied, he attacks me with the
cheap plastic flashlight... I feel a sharp pain to the head and wake up. It's
10:00. I got up a full 2 hours earlier than I did yesterday... creepy.
Please excuse the lateness of this addition to the
dream log... i just wasn't able to get online before this. It's happening to me more and more; my parents are
toughening up their
anti-internet stance. Somebody wanna give me a
DSL line?