2004-01-12 & 1:54 a.m. : just let me sleep for awhile longer in your lap
i had a dream last night that i was in star wars, but instead of having a laser i had a bad-ass sword like in crouching tiger/hidden dragon (or as vika calls is, bouncy tiger/snappy dragon. because she's funny.), and i was KICKING SO MUCH ASS, DOODS.i was breaking shit up, and peeps didn't know what to do because for some reason i was invincible to their laser swords and blaster gun things.
and i could jump super high, and also walk up the walls and wait for people below, wherein i would pounce and kick the shiznit out of them until they were bloody and then i ran on.
except we were in the ship in solaris.
and i made out with a boy with normal clothes on, not space-clothes.
and he was impressed by my kick-ass-ness.
and then i started busting up the joint with my fucksational sword.
and then, right before i kicked every single person's ass (other than normal clothes boy), we were in this weirdo garden thing.
and i didn't have my sword anymore.
and i told part of this to niki this morning when i woke up i think, but for some reason the details weren't there because i was too sleepy.
which is totallly backwards.
the thing i remember most about the kick ass part of my dream was how my sword went through everything with little sparks flying everywhere.
and i remember the boy's feet in the garden, because we were laying on our backs staring at the sun and we had our feet together, sole-to-sole, and we were doing that thing you do when you're a little kid where you pretend that you're riding a bicycle.
and his feet were soft, and longer than mine.
and, the grass smelled something beautiful.
in other news, look at the print i got for my new apt. which i haven't actually found yet.
KICK ASS.