dark day dreaming
Jul. 7th, 2008 03:05 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
another thing i haven't probably mentioned is that i have never before experienced the delusional value of pain and pain medication. after tonight i will probably never be able to cope with pain without big furry hats, wards against the evil eye and unintelligible russian nattering
pheonix930 perhaps you can help me with some, yes?
here and there before tonight i had seen many small (say quarter sized) dogs hidden in ross's pockets, my cat masquerading as a skinny black poodle. and any small picture made up in my head to go with a story would decide to take up it's own story line without permission. a half-dozen men with white hair in lab coats will suddenly have their heads replaced with puffball mushrooms. i won't even talk about what my dreams are like i mostly forget them because they make no sense. the only sad thing is the proof that my subconscious is SO much more creative and clever than my conscious mind. if i could harness this while i was awake? i would be j.k. rowling and have millions of dollars and could spend my days thinking about charitable organizations to fund.
tonight my last hit of pain was accompanied by a russian woman driving a spear into my jaw (which really hurt btw) and shouting about how it was a travesty to women every where that the other side of my jaw didn't have to hurt as bad.. i was then confronted with mobs of russian grandmothers demanding to be heard. "what's wrong, i said, clutching my jaw. "we thought you wouldn't want us to share your pain."
so now the generations of russian womankind share my pain. it's alright i guess. it doesn't hurt any less, but at least they can cook and hold their vodka. also i am no longer the only one with bad breathe. having your tonsils out gives you breath like you've been eating corpses. hmmmm...zombie russan grandmas...this has potential. anyone got any ideas about harnessing the creative power of a million russian grandmas? or a million zombie grandmas if that fails?
i really hope this doesn't set the pattern for the night.
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here and there before tonight i had seen many small (say quarter sized) dogs hidden in ross's pockets, my cat masquerading as a skinny black poodle. and any small picture made up in my head to go with a story would decide to take up it's own story line without permission. a half-dozen men with white hair in lab coats will suddenly have their heads replaced with puffball mushrooms. i won't even talk about what my dreams are like i mostly forget them because they make no sense. the only sad thing is the proof that my subconscious is SO much more creative and clever than my conscious mind. if i could harness this while i was awake? i would be j.k. rowling and have millions of dollars and could spend my days thinking about charitable organizations to fund.
tonight my last hit of pain was accompanied by a russian woman driving a spear into my jaw (which really hurt btw) and shouting about how it was a travesty to women every where that the other side of my jaw didn't have to hurt as bad.. i was then confronted with mobs of russian grandmothers demanding to be heard. "what's wrong, i said, clutching my jaw. "we thought you wouldn't want us to share your pain."
so now the generations of russian womankind share my pain. it's alright i guess. it doesn't hurt any less, but at least they can cook and hold their vodka. also i am no longer the only one with bad breathe. having your tonsils out gives you breath like you've been eating corpses. hmmmm...zombie russan grandmas...this has potential. anyone got any ideas about harnessing the creative power of a million russian grandmas? or a million zombie grandmas if that fails?
i really hope this doesn't set the pattern for the night.
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Date: 2008-07-09 01:25 pm (UTC)And true. *internal vs external* In my experience, anyway. Exterior easier to see and less painful in the most intrinsic senses, to fight. (opinion, of course).
Well, if you end up wanting to poke at it or talk about it - I'm open, if needed.