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| Wednesday, September 23rd, 2009 | | 11:23 am |
King Arthur and Tree Climbing
I had a rather interesting dream last night. It went something like this... I was a little child (maybe 6ish?) in school one day when two men appeared saying that they wanted to see the best play in all the land, and whoever won would become King Arthur. At first my mind began to play out some kind of play, but I guess I decided that it wouldn't have been good enough to win so that never happened afterall, heh. In it's place, we decided that the best play ever would be a combination of ninjas and Romeo and Juliet. So then the real play began; what looked like an gigantic snakes and ladders setup had been arranged, probably about 15 stories high. I wasn't involved in this part, but just watching nearby and noticing how PERFECTLY this would mesh with Romeo and Juliet (I think the first failure-play had been ninjas+something else and had been pretty dumb). Eventually this half of the play ended with the ninja shinobi masters having successfully gotten Juliet to the top where she would be safe from whoever the ninjas had been avoiding. At this point I became Romeo, who I think was actually a large non-human mammal of some kind; a badger, I think, but possibly as large as a small bear. The snakes and ladders board had been replaced by the most ENORMOUS tree I have ever seen/heard of. Nevertheless, I began climbing. Thanks to me having claws and stuff, it went pretty well. I got up to a certain point before I guess my brain decided that wasn't good enough anymore and it was me again starting near the bottom of the tree. So *I* climbed, having a harder time of it because the mammal had destroyed a lot of branches getting up there. I climbed anyway with a LOT of difficulty, and near the top I began to discover nests of baby creatures in need of saving or they would die up there, presumably the fault of the large mammal. Most unfortunately for me, this also marked the point where the climb became all but impossible, and taking on the extra creatures would likely mean me falling out of the tree. I had passed a nest of a few dead mice already, however, and was too saddened by their deaths to NOT save these poor creatures. So, knowing that I was only a couple feet from my objective, I tried to free up a hand and began to put the three living baby mice in this nest into my pocket. They obliged to go in, knowing that they would be doomed otherwise. A few more limbs up, there was a bigger problem presented when there were three orange kittens; too large to fit in my pocket (and putting them anywhere else, like on top of my head or something, wasn't an option). Being so close to reaching the (now small figurine) or Juliet, and only needing to place the figurine of Romeo with her to gain the ninja teleporting power, but also being so close to falling off as it were, with the last few branches being likely to give way under me already, and this last problem of the kittens, I was stuck there for some time not knowing what to do. Should I climb down and rescue the animals first, then come back up to complete my quest? No, that wouldn't work; I too had destroyed some of my path up by jumping off of branches as they broke under my weight just to get here. The only way down would be to reunite Romeo and Juliet's figurines. After considerable consideration, I decided that I couldn't stop here, and couldn't leave the kittens behind, I put two of them in my remaining pocket and held onto the third as I climbed the last few feet, hanging on by no more than my fingernails in several places. I finally got to the top and after grabbing a handful of small little toys, was teleported back down. I was teleported on top of one of the judges upper body (with a mattress below me), and I quickly lept up and let the baby creatures go before they would be noticed or manhandled. I then helped the judge out from under the mattress and, knowing that we had easily just won, I took the handful of toys still in my hand and ran to the nearby hill with them and jumped an EPIC jump down while spinning, and somehow managed to land on my feet, still spinning. I ran back up still spinning (I couldn't stop at this point), and passed off the toys to the play director before slumping to the ground. The toys were shown to the judges who exclaimed that these were the signs they had really come looking for, and that I was to be King Arthur. Which was pretty exciting news. My last thoughts in the dream were that it would be weird to be called King Arthur now, when my name had been Michael before. | | Thursday, August 20th, 2009 | | 11:38 pm |
Writer's Block: Good Days and Bad Days
Favourite day of the week: Monday. If for no other reason than to combat the endless loathing that Monday normally gets. There, there, Monday. It'll be okay. Least favourite day: Monday. Goddamn Mondays. | | Monday, August 17th, 2009 | | 11:03 pm |
Magic INSANITY
Ryan is at 20785 health in magic. I'm attacking him with: 2931 2930/2931's with flying. 80 79/80's 128 133/134's He has 6 blockers, only one flying. So, blocking as best as possible, he blocks one of the fliers and 5 of the 133/134's, for a total damage breakdown of: 2930x2930=8584900 +80x79=6320 +123x133=16359 For a total of 8,607,579 damage, overkilling him by 8,586,794. OH. :| EDIT: in response, I play congregate and gain 12,586 life. | | Wednesday, June 17th, 2009 | | 7:37 pm |
Writer's Block: Conversion Rate
Yup. I think that religions in general have good systems for living one's life. A couple of different religions have always interested me. However, due to a lack of faith and the hypocrisy involved, I shy away from following any specific religion, which is probably better; I run a higher risk of being wrong in some moral choice, but at least *I'm* thinking about it. So, yeah. | | Saturday, April 25th, 2009 | | 9:08 am |
Writer's Block: LiveJournal Book Club
I would recommend Catcher in the Rye by Salinger. It's been my favourite book for about 6 years now. I don't know if it would have the same impact if I were to read it again now as I did back then in 10th grade, but I still would highly recommend it to anybody with a soul ;) | | Friday, April 17th, 2009 | | 4:06 pm |
Writer's Block: The Greenest Grass
My knee jerk reaction was to drop my jaw at how obvious the question was; men have it far easier. However, based on the way in which I reacted, I think that it isn't so clear cut. If it is generally accepted that women have it harder, then that would lead to trivializing the problems that guys do have. Furthermore, guys simply do not have the same emotional support or social bonds that women have. Women, of course, are subjected to a wide variety of horrible physical demands and are objectified to an insane degree, which is horrible. I can't help wonder, though, to what extent that they can take solace in the fact that they share the same fate with so many other women. Guys have physical demands placed on them too ("tall, dark, and handsome," for instance), but it's generally agreed upon that women have it much worse. There are a huge number of other inequalities that spring to mind, but all of them seem to be...counterbalanced in some manner. I think that I'll probably have to take the cop out on the matter and say that it's equally difficult for both men and women in our society. Current Music: I Guess You're Right-The Posies | | Thursday, December 11th, 2008 | | 6:40 am |
Crazy Nightmare! :(
It started out with my family staying over with old family friends, the McCartens. Everything was pretty normal at first, typical getting yelled at to "Get to bed!" and everything ;). As I was going to sleep though I was pretty thirsty. Luckily(???) there was a bottle of detergent handy and it tasted like lemon, so I had a few swigs and went to bed. Later on in the night I was woken up by somebody asking if I was asleep. Still thirsty, I took another swig of the detergent, but now it tasted less like lemon and more like nasty detergent. So I went to the bathroom with my water purifier and went into the shower, drinking the water (after it'd been purified) for a good while (like 3 containers worth). Suddenly I realized the water in my purifier was coming in red. I stopped and looked around to realize the shower was shooting out blood. The stickiness and nasty smell suddenly surrounded me, and I was suitably freaked out. So I ran the heck out! I tried to wake people up to show them, but by the time that people came to look at it, it was normal water. However, somebody was missing! So we went looking for her, with a creepy red message in the sky written in small letters, almost hidden. I don't remember what it said, but I remember explaining to my mom that it was similar to "Live or Die". It was clear to me however that it wasn't a person behind all this craziness, but some kind of malevolent force. The missing person ended up going TOTALLY crazy, not eating for days and then completely consumed with cravings for insane things, mostly people ("The dirtiest hobo around" for example) and ended up living in the makeshift hobo town across the street from where Heather used to live. While I wasn't the crazy lady, it was being explained to me, and shown to me as though I was standing there. This too was clearly not due to the person's actual insanity so much as being tormented by something. Ideas such as "the dirtiest hobo around" would be thrown onto her, it wasn't as though she was attacking random people or something. The dream concluded with Heather going crazy too and, despite her best efforts to resist (which were also very clear, but painfully shortlived >.>) I ran into my house and managed to get the deadbolt to actually lock (it was stuck) just before she managed to get here. I made myself menacing and had some crazy lights going on around the house and it seemed to ward her off. I guess around this time I started waking up a bit because I started to think (instead of just experience) "Oh, my front door has all kinda of glass and easily-broken-through things, where should I hide? The bathroom isn't bad, it has a lock, but the door is kind of flimsy..." and that's all I remember. It was soooo creepy, mostly due to how close to home everything was. :S BOO! | | Monday, November 17th, 2008 | | 1:16 am |
Awesome!
Assemble a super team from your favorite films, TV shows, books etc. All your superteam members must be from DIFFERENT sources.Team Leader: Jake from Animorphs  Warrior: Sauron from LotR  Smartypants: Batman. D'uh.  Hottie: Davy Jones from Pirates of the Caribbean  Comic Relief: Rattrap from Beast Wars  | | 1:13 am |
Oh!
I forgot that I need to post more in livejournal as to my daily life, and something interesting happened recently, so I might as well say that... I put out a car fire in the parking lot of McD's the other day :D | | Saturday, September 27th, 2008 | | 7:56 pm |
| | Wednesday, January 17th, 2007 | | 5:06 pm |
180 to 360
So yesterday was Shadow Day, in which grade 8 students follow around a student in high school to get the feel for it. Ryan shadowed me, which we both thought would make it a pretty sweet day. Ugh, or not :( He was bored the entire day, and me trying to excite him about things and just repeatedly being blown off was very depressing. When we got home Lori asked how it went and he said terrible, and I said soul crushing. I was very much so ready for the day to just be done, but couldn't go to sleep because I'd told Heather that we'd hang out after school. We went out for a walk around town like we usually do, and man being near her cheered me up soooo much. I hadn't expected it at all, it was a really nice surprise to be happy :) And omg, the scenery! We had a snow day Monday from freezing rain, and all the trees are covered in a thick layer of ice. So we were out walking, the sun was starting to set and was shining through the ice on all the trees, the sky was blue and warm, and there was a light snow falling down. It was all so beautiful, accentuated by Heather ;) But she had to be back after an hour, so it didn't last very long. I got back and played Oblivion for most of the rest of the night :P And today I donated blood for the 10th time, woot! | | Tuesday, January 9th, 2007 | | 8:54 pm |
So
Had my first kiss today. Just figured I'd post it so that I don't get yelled at later for not mentioning anything ;) | | Sunday, December 24th, 2006 | | 5:35 pm |
Crazy
Alright...I'm going to TRY to explain the last 24 hours, but since a lot of it is dreams, don't expect it to make any sense. ( long ) | | Wednesday, December 6th, 2006 | | 1:41 pm |
Tis the season to be sickly...
Arg, I've been sick for the past three days >.< Today I've just got a crazy cough though, so I'm hoping that tomorrow it'll finally be gone. Going to school while sick=no good :S Included in this being sick is waking up in the middle of the night, consistantly. Twice I was in the middle of dreaming about my dad. The first time he was living with us, and all I really remember is that he was perfectly coherent and basically his old self...but grumpy. He made me a bowl of cereal but covered it with some cloth or something. I smiled to him and said that this type of cloth always reminded me of him and he said why's that? How many of those do I even have? etc etc, very questioning in a mean manner. Then later on I was bringing him breakfast in bed? anyway, he was just finishing off a beer, and since that was the last of that beer I figured I wouldn't mention anything so I brought up a glass of water. But he refused to drink anything but beer :S The second time, this morning, was much much shorter. All I remember is driving with the family and him to his old apartment to face his demons or something. And then suddenly it cut to a really really nice, green, sunny hill with a tree on top, and we were sitting there talking. That is, until I said "You know, I was one of two people to talk at your funeral" (as my usual introduction into me describing the problem of what job to take to be a good person (I'm thinking cop atm)), but saying that kind of blew the illusion I guess because I woke up right after. D'oh >.< In other Jamie news, somebody likes me! :O She's pretty, nice, we have a lot of things in common...but she's in 10th grade =/ so I'm not sure what to do. I'm going over to her place Friday to hang out and meet her parents and stuff, and we've been emailing each other daily. Anywho, I'm late for school. | | Wednesday, November 22nd, 2006 | | 2:08 am |
Is this a good sign?
I had always kind of been afraid before. Afraid that I'm lying to everybody, including myself. When I say I love you to my mom and brother and Lori, do I mean it? I mean, when I go off and visit somewhere, I might think passingly of one of them if I have reason to, but even then just for a couple seconds across the hours/days/weeks that I'm gone from them. But I think about Dad almost all the time. During Calculus class is especially bad, I'm not sure if that's just because it's easier for me so I have more free time and my mind drifts to him more, or if it's because I found out he was in the hospital while I was in Calculus class, or perhaps a combination of the two. I never thought I would care this much. | | Tuesday, November 7th, 2006 | | 2:10 am |
This old dance eh?
I would like to hear what you think about these things: The meaning of life for all humanity. Your place in that. What makes a "good" person. How or will peace ever be attained? What you picture you see me doing in 5/10/20 years. What you picture you see yourself doing in 5/10/20 years. Feelings versus truth. Please answer as many of them as you feel comfortable doing :) | | Tuesday, October 31st, 2006 | | 6:08 pm |
R.I.P.
Dad died this morning at 2:39. Very peaceful, his heart rate and breathing just slowly drifted down, and he was in no pain. Thanks to those who wished him well and had him in your thoughts/prayers/whatever. Dad on Halloween, Grandpa on Christmas. I call dibs on my birthday. How's your mom Jenny? | | Thursday, October 12th, 2006 | | 10:51 pm |
Proof
I've long said that the males in my family are cursed. Last night my dad went into Emergency. He's in intensive care at the moment. When we went in this morning (when we were told he was in the hospital) the doctors said he probably wasn't going to make it. Liver failure along with internal bleeding, and some other junk too. When we left at about six things seemed to be going better though. They'd gotten the internal bleeding to stop, at least for the time being. Pull through Dad :( | | Monday, October 9th, 2006 | | 12:39 pm |
| | Monday, September 25th, 2006 | | 5:15 pm |
Healthy?!
Today while riding my bike, as I'm prone to doing, it occurred to me that I was breathing harder than usual, but much much easier than what I'd ever breathed before. I wonder if that's what it's like not to have asthma, or if that's what it's like to be in shape, hahaha. In other Jamie news...there isn't much Jamie news. Beat six computer opponents at once on StarCraft, woot! I've tried to go talk to a guidance councellor to see if they still need tutors (for pay!), but there's only one now or something and she's always busy...and I wouldn't be a very good tutor I don't think so I don't really try to see her. Oh well... I cut waaaaaaaaaay back on my junkfood intake this last week. Over the whole week, excluding anything that was meal related (I'm not going to force my family to change their eating habits for me), I've had a "fun size" snickers bar and my grandma wanted me to try a piece of the muffins she baked. I'm not banning junkfood from my food intake really, so much as I'm not eating it for no reason (nor for the reason of "it tastes good"), and if I'm hungry I go for something healthier or just wait for my next meal. So...yeah. Can't think of anything else, so I guess I'll try to beat 7 computer opponents at once now...wish me luck, the map I'm trying has more than one entrance for the enemies to come through, so I can't just stockpile defences, heh. |
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