Nothing much to report. Just thought I’d log in and put something up.

New laptop at work rocks.

Judy left to go back to Buffalo, and things are just chugging along.

KOT

I had a dream that Ethan and I were back at tech. But its not 1998, its the future, like near future. Anyways, we were on the 49th floor. Sort of just walking around. We were just leaving a computer class or something. Well eventually we get this idea that we should visit the old Aerospace classroom. So we head on down to this secret stair well that takes you right into the room. When we get there though, its super deserted. There are tons of rusty engines and engine parts. As we look around, this short black lady walks in and tells us what happened. I think she was our Biology teacher but I can’t remember. Apparently sometime after we graduated the Aerospace major was cancelled. While she is telling us about how the place hasn’t been used, we see this fuzzy hamster like creature with big eyes walking on this turbine. Its so cute! And it can roll up like a hedgehog; only it looks like a rock when it does. That’s when I notice smaller rocks rolling all over the floor.

I had a dream that Ethan and I were back at tech. But its not 1998, its the future, like near future. Anyways, we were on the 49th floor. Sort of just walking around. We were just leaving a computer class or something. Well eventually we get this idea that we should visit the old Aerospace classroom. So we head on down to this secret stair well that takes you right into the room. When we get there though, its super deserted. There are tons of rusty engines and engine parts. As we look around, this short black lady walks in and tells us what happened. I think she was our Biology teacher but I can’t remember. Apparently sometime after we graduated the Aerospace major was cancelled. While she is telling us about how the place hasn’t been used, we see this fuzzy hamster like creature with big eyes walking on this turbine. Its so cute! And it can roll up like a hedgehog; only it looks like a rock when it does. That’s when I notice smaller rocks rolling all over the floor.

So its the day after the comic con weekend. Kinda of weird weekend. It was different than the last. More people. Well more or less.

Did a lot of thinking about writing. Like I feel I really want to do something about it. Got to thinking about how I’m wired you know. Like for the longest I can remember, I’ve been a day dreaming. Staring out the windows of the J train, imagining dragons and deamons bursting through the clouds. Imagining worlds and peoples in my head all these years. Maybe thats how these writers see it. They see the world differently.

So I want to give it a shot. Put the pen to paper and see what I can create. It would be good to get some of my imaginings on paper. I’ve always wanted to look back on stuff. Especially stuff in my head. Would also keep me from rewriting and reimagining things.

So this here, this blog. This is my personal deal. My account on the days and the days thoughts. I really should keep to it. But I hate the idea of it being read. Like I need something private and something public.

Does dreaming about an orphanage mean the same thing like dreaming about a school?

I wonder if there is some coorelation.

Lately I’ve been wondering about the whole other world theory. You know the one that says that we are all part of a machine. That this world is just a made up ruse to keep us pacified from the truth. Like some day I will wake up and realize that everything I know was completely fake.

This is probably more of that escapism psycho nonsense. The reason I have a facination about zombies is the same reason I want there to be another world outside of this one. Because I’m not satisfied with what I currently have and am.

Curious. What’s is wrong?