Wednesday, March 01, 2006
The sound of Muuuusic!
Insane dream. Screw Virtual Reality, my mind already rocks!
Something about me and the guys on a plane flying over Kuching, slipped my phone and landed on a Trineken trash heap.
Then felt like I'm slipping while the inside a plane. Did slip and thought im gonna die but ended up along the open air market walking around looking for my phone.
Met Jerome and asked him to help me find it. I found it because I saw where it landed even though I was on a plane. Grabbed my phone from the trash and noticed my phone was on a line with a pager???? Met Jerome again and he said its weird why he cant get through to my phone. Walking back, he asked if i'm gonna be okay because my ex will be there at the RPG gathering. I asked who and was suprised to find that Herbert and her were getting together, and I remember Jerome said something about "it was the talk of the kampung".
In a separate dream, I beat up 3 guys just to prove a point that I was right about something in Guild Wars and the first guy I beat up was my dad. The other 2 was some random dude. All manga style fights, no hot hot anime chicks though and definitely not in uniform, not that I can remember what I was wearing.
Bloody hell, what was in our drinks? what was in MY drink?!
Yesterday, we got together at our communal hall a.k.a GK and we being the usual posse: Zack, Iain, Rin, Mac, Jerome and myself. Wil and Art joined us for a bit after their own group left. As usual the topic included military hardware, Milkshake, banana phone, new shoes for Mac's ride, Gundam models, painting models, painting styles, brushes, solvents, marking inks, cross-breeding of animals which included the liger and the game Impossible Creatures. Sloth and Cheetah!
There was a moment of silence when I was talking (well, ranting off rather) to Iain about Guild Wars. Yes, teh spolight is on Moir!
Then we got to talking about D&D and before long, the Singing Sword of Despair! The Singing Spear! (Oops, I did it again!) Healing Dagger! (Heal the world) If we hadn't left when we did, it would be one of those nights again where in Zack's word "It all start with someone putting a stupid idea and we all just add and keep on adding to it". Oh and Barbara Striesand as the Goddess of Music.
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