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Entries this day: Dream Goin'_to_Kagoshima Kagoshima Made_it_into_the_trial Zzzzz_ctbriefs.net Dream 6:25am JST Thursday 24 January 2008 (day 13819) I was swinging huge swings in a really huge swing and a semi noisy girl was doing something over to my right. She made a mistake and flew up in the air, like hoveringly floating just next to me and then back down and I swung through the bottom of the arc, but she had no swing and went WHOMP on the ground and *immediately* was like "I'm okay" and got up. I was glad to see her okay, but dang, so I stopped swinging and took her over to some water outlets near a cabin and was like, "you need to wash your face," cause I wanted to kiss her but I didn't want to kiss her with dirt all over her face. I led her to this outdoor fountain type thing and she and her friend both washed their faces. The water pressure was low; I and everyone else who had lived in the area knew this. When they turned it up here, it took pressure away from the cabin nearby. Guys inside the cabin started to yell gruffly so I went in to defuse their hostility. They were complaining cause they had to smell Marcus and it was worse with no water pressure, as he was taking a big dump in the toilet with no water pressure to wash it away. I was like, "hey fellas, I understand your situation," They interrupted like I was being offensive, "what situation?" I continued, "having Marcus as as a roommate," and we laughed a bit; "I had him over in that other building over there, and I know this building has really bad water pressure, so I'm about to tell these girls to turn down the pressure; I didn't know they would be all turning it way up and stuff, so I'm sorry about that." I was just stalling for a bit to give the girls some time to wash off and then I went out and they were just finishing up. I decided to engage the guys one more time in a non-quiet kinda way, so I yelled from outside, "aight they' already done" and then I went back in just to have that final personal touch and maybe get to be friends with these rough guys. The main leader guy was already half running out to catch up with me and was like, "hey, how big are you?" He was a bit shorter than me, with short glistening black hair and a bandanna. "excuse me?" I was thinking, I am as big as me; here I am; look for yourself... "how big are you? I'd put you at 600 or 700.." But at the same time I was saying "I'm 5 foot eleven, but I don't know what you mean by 600 or 700," And he said "well, you're big," and then he kinda grabbed my left hand and at the same time put some (insect?) into my shirt and pushed my arm down from my hand to catch the insect in my under arm and I tried to struggle away and I realized he was trying to perhaps catch me and see how my body would react to this insect's poison, and I fought against falling unconscious but I could already feel it making me pass out in my dream, and I suddenly entered my C1 waking consciousness exactly five minutes before my alarm to get up. Was he trying to help me wake up? Did I get some sort of entity stuck to my body? Are these questions just silly? The group reminded me of a Latino gang, whatever that means. - - - - Here's the entry as originally written with my eyes closed: I was swingin really huge ly in a swing and a semi noisy girl was doing something and she made a mistake and flew u in the wair and then back down and WHOMP on the ground and *immeditately* kept talking, "I'm okay and got up" and I was glad to see eher okay, but dang, and I stoped swinging and took her over to some water outle and was like, you need to wash your face" cause I wnted to kiss he but I didn't want to iss her with dirt all over her face and I led her to this outdoor fountain type thing and she and her friend both washed their faces and the water pressure was known to e low at tis location so when they turned it up hiher, it took pressre away from the cabin nearby. Guys inside the cabin started to yell gruffly so I went into defuse their hostility. They were complaining cause they had to smell Marcus and it was worse with no water pressure, as he wsa taking abig dump in the tilet with no water pressure to wash it away. I was like, "hey fellas, I understand you r situation "what situation?" "having Marcuas as a rommate," and we laghed a bit; I ahad him over in that other building over there and I know this building has realy bad water pressure, so I'm about to tell thses girls to tun down the pressure; I didn't know they woud be all turning it waay up and stuff, so I'm sorry abot taht." and I stalled for a bit to give the girls some time t o wash off and then I went ut and they were just finishing up. I went back inside to t I told the I yelled from outside, "aight they're already done" and then I went back in just to have that final fiprsonal tuch and maybe get to be frends with theyse rough guys. The main leader guy was already runnin out to catch up wih me and was like ,"hey how big are you/" "he was shorter than me. "excuse me?" "how big are you? I'd put you at 500 or 700 at the same time I was saying I'm 5 foot eleven, bu I don't know what you ean by 500 or 700 and he said "well, you're big" and then he kinda grabbed my hand and at the same time pt some (insect?) into my shirt and pushed my arm down from my hand to catch the insect in my undderwarm and I watried to struggle away ad I realized he was trying to perhaps cach me and see whow my body would react to this insect's poison, and i could alrady feel it making me pass out in my dream, and I suddenly entered my C1 waking consiousness exactly five minutes before my alarm to get up. angel or demon? the group reminded me of a Latino gang, whatever that means.permalink Goin' to Kagoshima 8:49am JST Thursday 24 January 2008 (day 13819) Well-ontime for departure. I just cleaned up the above dream journal entry after arriving here (at the same computer spot as last time I went to Kagoshima around 27 December) at about 8:28am. Was supposed to get to the airport by 8:20 (which I did); the flight is at 9:20. Had the slightest of interruptions going through the security gate, behind, by the way, an old guy in a wheel chair, whose was pushed through by one of the security guys (actually girl). He could have a bunch of knives inside the chair or it could be transformed into a thing made of aluminum tubes and things that can fit inside such tubes, plus four wheels! He wasn't the cause of my delay; something beeped when I went through the first time, but then I emptied my pockets further (gloves, book, trash) and when I and they went through separately, no beeps. Okay; getting off my computer now; this location isn't conducive to good posture, especially in my neck. permalinkKagoshima 12:57pm JST Thursday 24 January 2008 (day 13819) Have just arrived at my bed in the clinic. And I have an internet signal of 2 bars (of 4). Hopin' it stays solid through the week. Hmmm; it seems to be fluctuating... We'll get started at 2:30pm, so until then it's chillin' time. permalinkMade it into the trial 6:17pm JST Thursday 24 January 2008 (day 13819) I sent this to 中谷さん at work: お疲れさまです。 路武です。 今日のテストのやつはできました。路武はヒケンシャになります。 後、ジャンジャッジャン、インタネットできるので、AClassの仕事できる。 よかったら、何のミッション教えて下さい。 皆様によろしくくださいませ。 路武 Today I've been progressing ctbriefs.net. I wrote some damn comments and next will be to create the DB tables automagically. I plan to check out Gallery 2 code to see how they did it. permalinkZzzzz ctbriefs.net 11:18pm JST Thursday 24 January 2008 (day 13819) Man. That G2 code is spacey. So many layers of abstraction I can't begin to use it. Fortunately, as I was looking at the code we use at blosta, I thought to look up the php docs for some of the functions, and I came across mysqli, which my PHP install happens to include. Sweet. I'll be using that fo' sho'. Bedtime now: intravenous catheter at 6am tomorrow. permalinkprev day next day |