some extremely surprising and life-changing news hit this week, in a backhanded way. without bothering you with the details, in about five months I'm going to be living someplace else and working some other job, and as of right now I have no idea at all what I'll be doing and where.
the shock hasn't quite worn off yet, and so I am dealing as best I can: by delving into Second Life, mix-making, Twin Peaks DVDs, and other escapes from reality.
I had my second dream about Warren last night. this one wasn't a sex dream, thank christ (it's always discomfiting to have sex dreams about someone you haven't met in person). we were on Second Life, somehow inhabiting our avatars, so that there were weird restrictions to our movements, and we had to type commands and click HUD buttons on the screen to perform certain actions.
we were at a party in a multi-level building full of people from the Army of Filth and other revelers. one of my HUD indicators lit up and told me that Warren had very chivalrously lit my cigarette for me. I tried to return the favor, but he had already moved to another floor, so I followed him and bought him an e-drink. his avatar was sprawled out in a lounge chair, surrounded by bikini babes and spiky-haired comic geeks. he told me the party was moving someplace else in a minute, and then I woke up.
random picture: one of my favorite outfits on SL, a 1930's vamp sort of thing.
I dreampt about nuttella. Which is odd, since I don't really care for the stuff. I had to find it in a fancy garden shop. It was weird. Your dreams are better.
JTraub, I was thinking more of Dreamscape, where you can kill people in their own dreams. I've never killed anything in a dream, though, so if I had that power I wouldn't even know it.
Warren's tweep (#beermakesmebetter) reminded me of a dream from earlier this week which I'd forgotten about.
Essentially, it involved one of his other Twitter tags (or whatever they're called) - #DoctorWhisky - being his personal electro-Batsignal/signature. Which is a bit stupid, really; everyone know his calling card involves (#?)eels.