I agree putting out poison food sounds malicious, if that's the case. |
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Everything works out in the end, sometimes even badly.
I realize that i'm dreaming.
I realize that i'm dreaming.
I realize that i'm dreaming.
<--- My Dream Journal Contains ONLY Lucid Dreams
Sounds pretty cruel to me. My Dad hates it when the cats piss on his lawn so he got one of those motion sensor sprinklers to hit them in the face with water when they got too close. |
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Everything works out in the end, sometimes even badly.
Sigh... just stop this killing talk... it's not funny. |
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I realize that i'm dreaming.
I realize that i'm dreaming.
I realize that i'm dreaming.
<--- My Dream Journal Contains ONLY Lucid Dreams
Raid your local Corpse Removal vehicle and litter their garden with dead animals. |
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Everything works out in the end, sometimes even badly.
Where do you live, LittleZoe? |
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Hungary... but i mentioned it a lot already... althrough you only seem to be active in this thread, so maybe you didn't see it before. |
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I realize that i'm dreaming.
I realize that i'm dreaming.
I realize that i'm dreaming.
<--- My Dream Journal Contains ONLY Lucid Dreams
Ok... lets say you lived by a construction zone. One day your cat decides to wander over there. As he's wondering over there, a guy drops a board and it hits your cat. Who's fault is it? Sure the hell ain't the construction works. It's up to you to keep an eye on your pet. |
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... after reading this I'm suddenly happy I keep my cat indoors. |
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10 day vacation is over... almost time to start driving to work. |
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I gamed so much today (Portal, Portal 2 and quite a lot of Fallout 3) that when I close my eyes I can see the game environment projected vividly onto a screen behind my eyelids. I'm also feeling a little lightheaded. |
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^Who am I kidding? I have a f**king earth-shattering headache. Why the hell am I still here? |
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I hate traveling. As in the actual travel part. Why can't someone just invent teleportation already? (I've been on vacation and will be catching up on the rants - and other stuff here - shortly) |
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April Ryan is my friend,
Every sorrow she can mend.
When i visit her dark realm,
Does it simply overwhelm.
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She once told me, "I experienced a complete ego loss." |
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The Best of my dream journal
MoSh: How about you stop trying to define everything, and just accept what you experience, and explore it.
- From the DJ of Waking Nomad!
I had a slightly morbid dream this morning... There was some huge family gathering or something, and things were going great. As great as family reunions and such go, anyway. Borring. xD But anyway... about halfway through they suddenly started talking about how my dad had died. Something about his "wild side" getting the better of him? I think it was implied that there was a car accident. Now my dad is alive and well, and I can tell you he's got absolutely no wild side to him. He's tame as can be. In the dream my grief was overshadowed by annoyance because everyone assumed I knew what was going on, and didn't tell me anything. Now that's something that happens a lot. "I'm always the last to know," I tend to lament... |
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Last edited by Singularity125; 07-10-2012 at 06:27 AM.
I don't think editing remove likes. Try refreshing and the like should still be there. |
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I'm hungry but there's nothing in the fridge that I want to eat. |
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My friends and I found an old childhood large wooden dice today. We used to ask it a yes or no question and the outcome would determine the answer: 1-3 = no, 4-6 = yes. It seems to be correct 9/10 times and it is extremely freaky, almost as if it has a soul. rant: A dice is making me question my atheism. |
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That's weird... When I was about 12, a few friends and I were exploring a deserted WWII bunker on the beach when we found a large wooden die buried under the sand. It had a strange aura to it... For some reason we were all creeped out, but I decided to keep it. But then over the next few days, I started having very strange dreams... I kept imagining rolling the die and the outcome would determine which of my friends lived or died... I thought I just had an overractive imagination at first, but then the dreams became more vivid, and started involving my family too... Eventually it got so bad that I kept seeing numbers in real life, hovering over people's heads. I felt strange urges to hurt people with certain numbers above their heads... |
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