Thursday, 14 October 2010

minimal detail

Have forgotten most of the details of last night's dreams other than that they included guns, teeth, and trimming a tree's branches only to see a tsunami heading my way.
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Tuesday, 12 October 2010

scuba and cake

I don't remember as much detail about last night's dreams, but- in one dream I was scuba diving in a little room filled to the ceiling with water, in the dark. I was with Rebecca from my course and a minor character from Scrubs I can't name. I was trying to show them how to clear your mask underwater and take off/put on the breathing apparatus but I kept choking.

Next dream I was serving a birthday cake to Jimmy in a room which had a couple of our friends in and might have been in a hotel, there was a band playing some great music in the next room. For some reason it was Jimmy's fiftieth birthday (my subconscious started mixing him up with Stephen Fry at this point) and I tried to light all the candles but as I was about to do the last ones they all went out. This happened a couple of times and then suddenly Eloise leaned over and started cutting the cake up. I was really upset and tried to put the pieces back together but nobody thought it was as big a deal as I did.

Had one other dream at the beginning of the night but don't remember much about it apart from a little kid taking a dump in a public swimming pool. Lovely.
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Monday, 11 October 2010

vignette

some of my favourite pictures i have taken using Vignette on my phone.

(i can't get it to work, balls.)

also

oh yeah, and tom left yesterday. sad times.

dreams

In very exciting news, I am now able to post here from my phone, so expect a tidal wave of drivel from here onwards.

I thought it would be a good idea to write down some of my weird dreams during this particularly up and down period of my life.

I remember several separate dreams last night. The first was that I was getting a lift somewhere with Chris Addison and was finding him pretty attractive, and we had a big chat about the Edinburgh Fringe Festival. We ended up hanging out with mutual friends in some studenty accommodation. Not an incredibly strange dream really.

Next, I dreamed that I was being given a tour of a huge house by a rich girl and her dad. We got to one 'wing' and they told me they'd bought an actual part of a Northern Rock building ('Room 5' iirc) and attached it to their house, then decorated the interior as a replica Starbucks, with the counter and sweets and everything. We all took some pastries and stuff then went to sit down, and at this point the room morphs into Ciaran's parents old living room and I'm on the sofa with a guy who appears to be some kind of humanoid alien. He looks a bit like David Bowie. He seems to be some kind of space royalty and is asking me about my appearance. Somehow I now have silver paint on my skin with turquoise bands around my ankles, fading upwards into the silver. I make a joke about being 'shackled by green' and he only shows concern in response. Then I remember it's Halloween and my hairdresser was going to bring her baby to my house but I wasn't there, then someone else at the alien gathering compares the alien king to another of my friends as they are both 'massive hipsters'.

Next and most fucked up I dreamed that my mum 'died', she fell from a cliff edge whilst walking in Crete with my dad and a walking tour. It was too dangerous to go down to look for her so Dad came home not knowing where she was and if she was alive. My sister was really upset and I kept asking people if she was really dead, but they didn't answer me. Dad was also really upset. Around the same time my ex best mates sister had died in a car crash, and I watched their mum driving past my old house as me, my sister and a friend picked weeds or something from the driveway. It was a really really hot day and I remember thinking that for October it could be a record breaking temperature, which was very exciting. I kept intermittently getting tearful about my mum, but it obviously hadn't properly sunk in. It turns out she was alive and well and called us from hospital.

Other dreams I don't remember much about was almost finishing a new recording of one of my old songs and it sounding amazing, and another that I'd unknowingly moved into the nearest house to my friend Laura's house in the middle of nowhere. Her house and the surrounding countryside pop up in my dreams incredibly regularly, who knows why.

Anyway, that's it.
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Thursday, 26 August 2010

Things I am going to do when my dissertation is in

1. Lose a shitload of weight (no, I can't do that and my dissertation at the same time)
2. Dye my hair brown again
3. Find a REAL JOB
4. Play loads of guitar and bass
5. Give the friends I have been neglecting the attention they deserve

Tuesday, 24 August 2010