Dreaming awake and asleep
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weemallard and Brad. I was visiting them in a beautiful desert, where they lived. They collected new species of animals by photographing them and sending them to scientists and publications. I got caught in a rain of pink dragonfly-like things that maybe were really petals of exotic flowers.
They were out walking, looking for something specific, in the perpetual light of a setting sun. Someone was coming later, to look at a specimen or to inspect or something, but they were important. Then it started to flood. I ran around a sculpted stone formation and saw the water washing in, and three little dinosaurs skipping and hopping backwards, trying to keep their feet from getting wet. There were ducks, with baby ducks behind them. It was a little sad because I knew the dinosaurs were going to die soon.
Then, the water was really deep, and I almost saved their car (not the blue one, the other one), but it slipped backwards into the rising water, when I turned to brag to someone (maybe one of the scientists) about how I was going to save their car. I was swimming around a last, now island, of rock, trying to save things, but finally I gave up. It was a big decision.
Said good bye to someone at work today who's going on to grad school. We've spent the last two months talking about dreams and what to do with the rest of our lives.
I got a $238 RT ticket last night to go to Boston labor day weekend. Hm. Might talk to a producer there. About a script of mine. I know overall I'm feeling very antsy, and frustrated about life. It's good to be working full time for the first time in a long time, but it's only lasting until October. I feel like I have to figure everything out by then. So I'm doing the Artist's Way. It's helping.
I like watching the opening ceremonies for the Olymics. It always kind of gives me hope for humanity, you know, get along with out blowing each other up. But the commentary makes Americans sound kind of lame. Like the announcers don't know much about the little countries as the people walk by waving their flags. Hm.
weemallard and Brad. I was visiting them in a beautiful desert, where they lived. They collected new species of animals by photographing them and sending them to scientists and publications. I got caught in a rain of pink dragonfly-like things that maybe were really petals of exotic flowers.They were out walking, looking for something specific, in the perpetual light of a setting sun. Someone was coming later, to look at a specimen or to inspect or something, but they were important. Then it started to flood. I ran around a sculpted stone formation and saw the water washing in, and three little dinosaurs skipping and hopping backwards, trying to keep their feet from getting wet. There were ducks, with baby ducks behind them. It was a little sad because I knew the dinosaurs were going to die soon.
Then, the water was really deep, and I almost saved their car (not the blue one, the other one), but it slipped backwards into the rising water, when I turned to brag to someone (maybe one of the scientists) about how I was going to save their car. I was swimming around a last, now island, of rock, trying to save things, but finally I gave up. It was a big decision.
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Said good bye to someone at work today who's going on to grad school. We've spent the last two months talking about dreams and what to do with the rest of our lives.
I got a $238 RT ticket last night to go to Boston labor day weekend. Hm. Might talk to a producer there. About a script of mine. I know overall I'm feeling very antsy, and frustrated about life. It's good to be working full time for the first time in a long time, but it's only lasting until October. I feel like I have to figure everything out by then. So I'm doing the Artist's Way. It's helping.
I like watching the opening ceremonies for the Olymics. It always kind of gives me hope for humanity, you know, get along with out blowing each other up. But the commentary makes Americans sound kind of lame. Like the announcers don't know much about the little countries as the people walk by waving their flags. Hm.
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Date: 2004-08-13 10:14 pm (UTC)(Thanks for trying to save the car, but it really is so ugly, it's okay it drowned.)
Cool that you're going to WorldCon!
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Date: 2004-08-14 12:30 am (UTC)Dude, the Olympic announcers were embarrassing. I couldn't believe their inane chatter during Björk's performance. They clearly didn't know much about the smaller countries. I wanted to challenge them to tell me where Djibouti and Qatar were. But the athletes were great fun to watch. I so enjoy seeing what the nations decide to wear in the parade.
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Date: 2004-08-14 11:50 am (UTC)I love a parade. It's very brave when tiny countries send their 2 athletes and they march all by themselves. I wish I could have turned off the commenters and just listened to the music. Americans must look so stupid in the eyes of the world. And it looks like the stadium was done. I expected to see construction equipment according to the news.
The dinosaurs were only as high as my knee and very cute. Did you play a game as a kid where if you touched something it was poison, so you had to try and walk across the room stepping on only black or white tiles? It looked like they were playing that as the waters rose. And had great expressions on their faces.
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