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Unusual dreams last night of being hunted by men with snail-like eyestalks. I was cornered by one of the monsters wearing a dark blue suit and red tie, not unlike a TV personality or politician.... To fend him off I had to club one of the stalks into a wall, and then flat-palmed the eye at the end until it made a resounding squish that echoed though the dank stone hallway we were in. It had the sensation of a burst grape under my hand... no blood, but clear liquid. He collapsed to the ground silently, either unconscious or dead... so I grabbed the other stalk from his face and yelled into it like a microphone, demanding that they stop, or that I'd be forced to tell what I knew to the authorities. (I have no idea what I "knew" or why I thought the eyestalk was some sort of communications device to the other stalked-stalkers.) When I finished my little speech, I tugged the other stalk out of the beast's socket, sort of like plucking a stray nose hair. I got the sensation that they had ceased pursuit, and could relax a bit, wondering idly if salt would dissolve them like other slugs.
Going to the Doc's for follow-up today, and to see when I can schedule the surgery. Hopefully it will be soon. More to follow tonight.
Unusual dreams last night of being hunted by men with snail-like eyestalks. I was cornered by one of the monsters wearing a dark blue suit and red tie, not unlike a TV personality or politician.... To fend him off I had to club one of the stalks into a wall, and then flat-palmed the eye at the end until it made a resounding squish that echoed though the dank stone hallway we were in. It had the sensation of a burst grape under my hand... no blood, but clear liquid. He collapsed to the ground silently, either unconscious or dead... so I grabbed the other stalk from his face and yelled into it like a microphone, demanding that they stop, or that I'd be forced to tell what I knew to the authorities. (I have no idea what I "knew" or why I thought the eyestalk was some sort of communications device to the other stalked-stalkers.) When I finished my little speech, I tugged the other stalk out of the beast's socket, sort of like plucking a stray nose hair. I got the sensation that they had ceased pursuit, and could relax a bit, wondering idly if salt would dissolve them like other slugs.
Going to the Doc's for follow-up today, and to see when I can schedule the surgery. Hopefully it will be soon. More to follow tonight.
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Date: 2003-10-06 07:56 am (UTC)bet i'll dream about them now..i'll chant the "no nightmares tonight"...no nightmares tonight", before i close my eyes.
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Date: 2003-10-06 07:57 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-10-06 10:35 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2003-10-07 05:42 am (UTC):)
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Date: 2003-10-07 07:48 am (UTC)Newt will handle the snuggle therapy!
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Date: 2003-10-06 11:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-10-07 04:07 am (UTC)sliiimmmy. :0)
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Date: 2003-10-07 04:08 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-10-07 04:12 am (UTC)yes!
you're up! I woke up at 2:55am because I couldn't sleep. think i'm going to go in to work early for the first time ever, and come home early. ;)
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Date: 2003-10-07 05:39 am (UTC)