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Feb. 25th, 2010 07:16 pmDoes anyone have this song? I forgot how much I loved it! (The Churchhills - "Everybody Gets What They Deserve") Why oh why did I every toss out my fabulous mix CDs?
Oh this one too, while we're at it. I had them on one CD back to back.
I Am The One and Only - Chesney Hawkes (?) (I thought of this song recently because the Stig was listening to it in a season 4 ep of Top Gear...)
Also, two more pages to go of my term paper and the dogs have no food...
ARG!
James May icon for James May love
Nov. 15th, 2009 02:47 pmAnyway, so I had a really strange dream last night. It involved me getting a huge head wound (something fell on me or ...well I don't know) but I was walking around with a huge bandage on my head in the mall and occasionally bleeding. I kept loosing my mother and got a call from James May who was a fucking sweetheart and heard I got hurt and to see how I was doing and that he told my mom he would drop by later on. I told him that two of her friends were coming over, whom he had never met, but he knew who they were because he pays attention like that.
At some point I'm also talking to Austin Tichenor, who is trying his damnedest to convince me his new pilot called "My Mother the Dog" is genius and I should SO take the leading part. (The show is exactly what you think it is. My mother is somehow transformed into a dog.)
There's also something in the dream about a white piano in a mirrored room with diamond encrusted black keys and trim and was apparently owned by Elton John. Anyone that had the mind to hit a few notes could usually play an entire EJ song decently.
And then there was something really strange involving some random worker being rude to me in a smoothie shop and I was really rude back to him and he threw something at me, so I demanded compensation and him being fired or something. The group I was hanging out with (a bunch of people from the play I'm currently stage managing) saw all of it and one of the guys, Kris, decided it would be funny to ... I don't remember, dump soda on me or something with the idea of me "cooling off". He didn't because I could see what he was about to do from the reflection of the windows and said "Fuck this shit and you, Kris" and walked home. Two other guys (Joe and Rob) left to calm me down. Rob got the insane idea to break into my house while my parents were still home while Joe suggested ringing the door bell.
But I woke up then, so I don't really know what happened. I hate dreams that are so all over the fucking place like that!!
At some point I'm also talking to Austin Tichenor, who is trying his damnedest to convince me his new pilot called "My Mother the Dog" is genius and I should SO take the leading part. (The show is exactly what you think it is. My mother is somehow transformed into a dog.)
There's also something in the dream about a white piano in a mirrored room with diamond encrusted black keys and trim and was apparently owned by Elton John. Anyone that had the mind to hit a few notes could usually play an entire EJ song decently.
And then there was something really strange involving some random worker being rude to me in a smoothie shop and I was really rude back to him and he threw something at me, so I demanded compensation and him being fired or something. The group I was hanging out with (a bunch of people from the play I'm currently stage managing) saw all of it and one of the guys, Kris, decided it would be funny to ... I don't remember, dump soda on me or something with the idea of me "cooling off". He didn't because I could see what he was about to do from the reflection of the windows and said "Fuck this shit and you, Kris" and walked home. Two other guys (Joe and Rob) left to calm me down. Rob got the insane idea to break into my house while my parents were still home while Joe suggested ringing the door bell.
But I woke up then, so I don't really know what happened. I hate dreams that are so all over the fucking place like that!!
