silence.

videogames are great. they are the best jesus made since 1. wine, and 2. dickie shorts [have you ever done any physical activity in them???] the only letdown of videogames is that you can't do that shit in real life.

examples:

-street fighter iv: i want to fire kick people in the face and cannon spike jaws, never gonna happen.

-final fantasy series: who doesn't want to silence their peers at a whim, or meteor them for that matter.

-pokemon: i want an eevee, end of story.

videogames are on top of the fantasy inducers along with dreams and pornography.

cat.

i had this dream. i was chilling in a room watching tv with a particular girl who will remained unnamed and un-hinted-at. the whole time she was being playful [not as far as the thoughts that may have just popped up in your head] and biting my finger. it felt just like a cat biting your finger: sharp, but not too painful. somebody walks by the room and throws something at the girl, causing her to jump and attack, all cat-like. i was kinda pissed cuz at that exact moment my phone was ringing, and i can only guess that my dream was ended that because i was fated to wake up to a ringing phone. i hate when that happens, cuz you can never go back to that same dream. no more biting... that shit was hot. don't ask, i really am starting to enjoy pain.

hmm, i was also thinking, that the particular girl in the dream seems like the type to like biting... hmmm...

suicidal.

why do i feel like i have the most retarded dreams??

last week i woke up after an adolescent girl running away from a religious cult of monks, evading a myriad of pursuers. she's tired of living a lifestyle being forced to believe things that everyone claims as a reason to have faith; she needs her reason, or she won't believe. her brother feels abandoned and sets out to find her for his own fear of remaining alone.

weird, rite? i'm thinkin i'll make an illustrated story out of this.

sunday morning i had little mini-dreams of stuff that should happen in the very near future. i wake up, and as im laying there my mom comes in to check on me. then, i really wake up, and my mom comes to check on me. except i'm like, didn't u just come in here???

i don't think i'm gonna end up goin to washington dc. haven't really heard anything about it since the first mention, and i'm already making plans to head up to washington state for a mini-vacation in the most suicidal city in... the country? iono. pero lo siento buddy :/