June 9th, 2005

This is not a good time.

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I just dreamed that my mother had forced me back to school, only now it wasn't school, because it was held in my house, and it had turned into some kind of horror movie boot camp, which sounds hilarious now, as does the thing where we had to figure out a load of band names on an enormous vinyl tablecloth map, because then they'd give us barcodes, from which we could get food (yes, it was rather like Big Brother now I come to think of it) - it all sounds so funny, and I couldn't get the people in my room to help because they were so overjoyed that I was there that they were dancing around on the floor, which caused one of the teachers to come up and electrocute them.

No, really. Dead. Which made it less funny. As did the bit where my mother came to see how I was doing and I lost it, I grabbed at her and dug my nails in and said please, please take me home, please, this is horrific and I can't stay, please please please. And she wouldn't.

This morning I have a theory lesson. One, short, informal, harmless theory lesson. But this is what that dream was about. And I'm glad I have to leave the house now, because otherwise I'd be doing myself some serious damage. Fuck. I really hate being me. I really hate it.

  • Current Music
    'If I Only Were A Goth', ThouShaltNot.
(I've tried patience)

Attempting to achieve some sort of Plan

I've yet to hear from dennyd (*poke*) as to whether I'm going up to Cambridge tomorrow, or on Saturday. But that aside for the moment, dreamfracture, I'm intending to land at your feet on Saturday; pick myself up and dust myself down to land at lovelyoliver's on Sunday, stay there Monday (that's ok, isn't it?) and then it's pretty much anyone's guess until I have to be home on Thursday night. Late Thursday night, though, so, whenever. fiona_kitty, want to see you. dreamfracture, want to see you for more than just Saturday. wildeabandon, rathenar, coffee or lunch or something?

Thereafter, home, Friday morning theory lesson, Friday evening down to Sussex with asrana to celebrate my birthday (on Sunday) in a best friend sort of way, only with added parents. Back on Sunday night (or, possibly, Monday) - that's Monday 20th; does anyone want to do Electric Dreams with me that night, perhaps? I've not been in much too long.

After that I'm open to suggestions or happy to spend the week quietly at home. Until the evening of Friday 24th when I expect you to turn up to a pub (I promise I'll tell you which one before then), with as many of you in eyeliner as can square it with your conscience.

Is there anything else I'm meant to be doing? Just so I know?

  • Current Music
    'Mind Of A Toy', Visage.