everything but the kitchen sink

[the_siobhan]

Once again there is a full dumpster on my front lawn, full of plaster, wood and a toilet.

Tearing down walls really is the most fun you can have without a gun.

Now that the top floor is finally stripped bare and empty comes the task of rebuilding it. (In our own image.)

In the meantime, there is much cleaning in my future. There is a fine layer of plaster dust over every horizontal surface in the house.

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I've had a muscle-tension headache for almost a week now.

I should probably do something about that.

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Had a dream the other night about shagging somebody on my friends list who would be a completely inappropriate person to have an affair with in real life. In the dream a group of people were all camping in a feild together and the two of us had gone exploring. We managed to get into a fight with a bunch of the locals where we were severely outnumbered -- we kicked a few teeth in and then ran away, giggling madly. Next thing yah know, we're rolling around in the group tent in a complete adrenaline high, laughing and shreiking and carrying on.

Of course, since we are in a friggin' tent everybody can hear us. The remainder of the dream was us trying to figure out how to get the hell out of there with some semblance of discretion still intact when all our friends are standing around outside staring at the door. At the point where I woke up I think we were debating the pros and cons of pretending to be dead.

I don't think I really have a subconsious. Just silly cunt all the way through.

Comments

[aequitas77.livejournal.com]

Was it me?

[the-siobhan.livejournal.com]

Heh. I reserve the right not to have a Secret Crush on you until we've actually met in person.

[aequitas77.livejournal.com]

But I see you didn't DENY that it was me.

[black-arachnia.livejournal.com]

Had a dream the other night about shagging somebody on my friends list who would be a completely inappropriate person to have an affair with in real life.

That's why it was an *affair*... Those are supposed to be sordid and completely void of any realistic implications :D.

Helluva dream. I mostly dream about a ho-hum day at work, or at the very best, a really boring house party.

[squid-pants.livejournal.com]

I know it wasn't me, I don't get in fights with locals, I just cause them to dream of such horrors they go mad and bring me take out burritos.

[missjanette.livejournal.com]

heh.
Your house sounds like my house 2 years ago. Only I didn't get to knock down walls. :<
Knocking down walls sounds even better than having a plate throwing party. And more productive as well.

Regarding your plaster dust, I endorse Swiffer products. I am not sure if they work on plaster, but they kick ass on all other forms of dust.

Regarding dreams of shagging innappropriate ppl, I am scandalised. You should have sent everyone off on a firewood collecting mission to avoid such emabarrassment. ;P

[kalmn.livejournal.com]

i'd never thought of pretending to be dead. good idea.

[the-other-j.livejournal.com]

Immediately before reading this post, I read elsewhere "In dreams, people rarely represent themselves."

[the-siobhan.livejournal.com]

It's always very clear for me. In many dreams it isn't me. In this one it most definitely was.

[purplesofa.livejournal.com]

What's so embarassing about having a good loud fuck? You & your dream-date should be proud!

(And of course I would want it to be me, except that you said it was someone completely inappropriate for real life.)

good & loud

[the-siobhan.livejournal.com]

It wasn't the embarassment but the "inappropriate" part that was the concern. Said person is partnered and they are not in an open relationship. (Or at least not as far as I know.)

Of course if I think about this the next time I see the crushed upon one, I'll end up blushing and completely blowing my cover...