You know what? I hate html.I wish I was doing almost anything else.Like getting laid. I could be having sex right now, but noooo.I watched Utena lose her virginity again this weekend.That scene is so hot.The fine line between obsession and madness is... what was I saying?GIRL ON GIRL ACTION!!!I want that outfit. I like red and black. What a surprise.This layout took forever to get just right. But that was because I took so many breaks.I never ate glue in kindergarten. Hard to tell, huh?Gio keeps talking about food. What a bitch.LEGS.See, I'm being productive. Now if only I could do this at work, where productive is just a dream...GODDAMMIT STOP TALKING ABOUT FOODYou know, those are the only important things in life. Food, sex, and sleep.Everything else is just window dressing.I have to clean my house still. That sucks.I hate cleaning. I should buy maids.I want to go to a museum, but I don't want to get out of my jammies.I suck at being energetic.Funny, you don't look Druish.


Nessy - Who's Pimpsmacked Now?!

   The earliest part of the dream that I remember is that this one online comic had decided to become, instead of just a generic anime gaming comic, an Utena fancomic. This one character from the comic kept getting redesigned as more and more gruesome until they finally decided to go the pretty route instead and settled on it looking like a girl with aqua braids and dark skin. (Interestingly, the particular design was that of a character I was once requested to draw for someone. I haven't seen the girl in years, though.) Then the fact that it was a comic sort of faded away or maybe I became part of the comic, I'm unsure, but I was in there, regardless. And I remember this bit where Movie-Akio and the aqua-braided girl both hugged each other and fell backwards into Anthy's lap. The next part I remember clearly is being part of a large group of people training to defeat Akio. (Movie-Akio, that is. He was Movie-Akio during the whole of my dream.) This faded in between being actually serious and being a sort of virtual reality video game, where I was aware that I could "restart" if I failed. The girl who was valedictorian at my school this year informed me that I was not going to win and in defiance I put a forum post (not ItRG, some random forum that doesn't actually exist) in queue about my glorious victory. One by one the others were defeated, until it was just me and my friend Jessie's exboyfriend, (they were still dating at the time I had this dream, though,) Zack. He was very very serious. During the whole of this, Anthy was simultaneously inside the room where people were fighting Akio and outside with us. Inside she was wearing her Rosebride dress--outside she was in a simple, white nightgown. I hugged her, at one point. I don't remember much until I was actually fighting Akio and I only vaguely remember that. It was like a mixture of the duel with him from the series and the duel with him from the comic with the car-changing scene from the movie thrown in in this weird, sterile blue-ish room with gears and a lot of mist. Anthy was there in a simplified version of her Rose Bride dress. (Just a red dress with white borders.) I remember a part where I shoved Akio into the car-making machine thing and my hand got cut. I believe this is when I won, and I left the room triumphantly. I announced to the valedictorian that I had actually beaten him and she asked me what had happened to my hand. I looked down at it. There was little dots on it, four of them in the shape of a large square. (One dot at each corner.) As I looked, the dots grew into little weird blobs of this sort of combination of puss and dried wood glue--all bumpy and yellow-ish. I picked them off, each one with increasing difficulty. Finally they were all gone and left tiny pin-pricks in their place. During the next part I can recall, Akio had come back to life. (I dunno if he'd died in the first place, but, you know.) He was having all of the people who had fought him earlier participate in this weird orgy/prostitution kind of...thing. (I know that sounds really really really stupid, but it felt serious in the dream.) He was just sort of standing there and overlording over everything. The people who had fought him earlier were behind him, including me. We were lined up to enter this huge warehouse-like room where there were a bunch of creepy, scruffy, overweight males lounging around. I just stood there until I heard someone annouce that the trumpet player hadn't come yet and I ran to take over. I stood just outside the door on the other end of the room, (parallel to the door everyone was lined up at,) but somehow I could see through the wall. The people in the line behind Akio were tentatively entering the room. Every time someone got too close all of the men would shout their name and announce that they were wearing too many clothes. The person would proceed to take some off, usually just a few items. I started to play the trumpet and did so until my dad ran up and told me that HE was supposed to be the trumpet player. I gave it to him, saying that he was better than I anyway. He said, "Yeah, I really am." (My father used to be in a band, playing the trumpet. I can barely get one to make noise. Except, in the dream I was playing this one song from a Bugs Bunny cartoon quite competantly, so I was sort of hurt.)

   So, I went back over to where Akio was standing. I sort of wanted to go into the room, but I didn't want my dad to see. And then the door between the room and my dad closed so that my dad couldn't see me anymore. (Even though earlier I could see through the wall? But somehow it didn't occur to me that my dad might be able to also.) So I sort of wandered around really nonchalantly, like I didn't really know what I was doing, because I didn't want anyone to know I wanted to be in there. (I was afraid of people thinking scornfully of me, but I really wanted the men to notice me and find me attractive.) Finally I got too close and they yelled my full name out and announced that I was wearing too many clothes. Akio looked really shocked and kind of disturbed--I somehow knew that it wasn't because of what they said but because it was me and he had respect for me because I had defeated him. (???) He didn't seem to want me to go in, but I did anyway and took off my boots and skirt. So I was only wearing my underwear and this white wifebeater with a picture of Traci Lords (a former child pornstar who dated Marilyn Manson & grew up to be a clean, serious actress) on it. I tried to pull it down over my hips (it was a really long wifebeater?) but it was too tight, (I have sort of big hips) so I pulled it back up around my waist. I sat down next to my friend Jessie and wondered why no one seemed to think I was attractive. Jessie looked really bored, then asked if maybe I wanted to go up to her room instead and look at this video project she was working on. I said that that sounded nice and we went through the trumpet-playing door and up a staircase and down a hallway. (It was a staircase and hallway from the house of a childhood friend of mine, whom I haven't seen in years.) We got to Jessie's room (which was the room of a different childhood friend of mine who had the same name spelled differently [Catie/Katie]) and she sat down at her desk. I stood above her. She shuffled through some papers and went on about her video. I kept worrying she was going to lose sight of the summer video project we'd been assigned for school (which didn't really exist, by the way) and told her so, but she brushed me off. I shrugged and went downstairs again.

   Downstairs the weird warehouse-room had turned into a chapel. Everyone (the former duelists and the males) were sitting in the pews, dressed in fancy clothing. Other people were filing in slowly. (All friends of my parents and their children.) Akio was standing at the altar in a very fancy, embroidered, gold and white priest's outfit. I knew somehow, even though there weren't any cameras around, that this was a scene for a movie. And I badly wanted to be in it so that I could have my name in the credits. I looked down at my clothes and knew I wouldn't be allowed in, then remembered that I had a fancy blue dress somewhere in the house. I scrambled back upstairs for it, grabbed it, and threw it on. Hannah and Sarah, two of my parents' friends' children, ran up to me and told me we had to hurry downstairs or we'd miss it. We ran downstairs as fast as we could and then slowly entered the chapel. I sat in the back and Hannah and Sarah sat next to their parents. I can't really explain the person I was sitting next to--it was like it was one of the creepy males and also Anthy at the same time, if that makes sense. Then my dad came in and sat down next to me on the other side, even though there wasn't room for him there. (There were little raised borders around the availible seats-per-pew. He sat in a raised-border-area that wasn't big enough for him.)

   It was around here that my mother called and woke me up, so...