Vivid dream!

Hey folks. Just saying HI! Before heading off to work. It's crazy.

Sheena! I got all your packages. Your account in WoW is active, and Totes is eagerly awaiting a partner to quest with. He's been sitting around for 10 months and wants to stretch his legs.

Oh, and I've been playing Quake 4 a ton. It eats my computer for lunch on the lowest settings, but it's still a ton of fun. It's also the goriest game I've played. But it all makes sense. At one point your watching from a first person view as your character gets a huge ass needle in the chest, his legs chopped off, and a giant metal plate bolted to his ribs. And no, he doesn't enjoy it. Also his eyes get ripped out and replaced, but you don't get to see that. At least not for very long. But it all made sense with the plot, and was a shit load of fun to kick back and watch.

Oh, and I had a really vivd dream. it's cut for ease of reading.

Wow, last night was the most vivid dream I've had in a long time. The more I think about it, the more it goes away, but I'll try and get the main idea's across.

A theme that seems to happen quite a bit in the dream as that I fall from a high spot. Like, at one point I'm flying (Maybe on a hang glider, maybe not) and a friend is pulling me along by bike with a rope. I fly over some power lines and He has to stop, pulling me into them. So there I am, hanging off the power lines, and I had to do some quick thinking in order to not fall and hurt my self for the X time in that dream (It happened a lot).

Other parts included hiding in an apartment building my dad owned (That seems to have an opera theater in the middle of it with a ton of rich people going in and out) with Sheena, while two coked up freaks went after each other with baseball bats, at one point they were both pukeing because of taking blows to the stomach, I'm actually rather surprised I didn't throw up while sleeping, it was really nasty. Me being the manly man I am, I snagged a bat myself and yelled something like "Stop it or I'm gonna nail both your dumb ass's". They booth looked at me and came at me a bit, and I backed down. Going against two coked up fuckers with bats isn't my idea of a good time. Shortly there after Sheena and I made good our escape and wound up in some room with a ton of opera clothing that Sheena wanted to try on. Some of it had price tags.

Anyway, so after she played dress up for a while and let me hang on to her HUGE fucking contact lenses (Had to use both hands to hold it up, I have no idea why) we start to head back to what I assume was our apartment/room/safe place and I lose track of her. Sheena gets too far ahead and there are a buncha rich old ladies picking on the both of us, but I manage to insult them with cleaver and stinging comments (mostly about their need to wear makeup to look good, while Sheena looks hot without covering up). When I finely do find Sheena, she's talking to and comforting an old friend named Erica Stegmeyer who was wearing a really kick ass looking outfit, but she was crying and I'm not exactly sure why. Then her parents came up, and that's it.

That's all I can remember.

I seem to have the kinda dream where I fall and get hurt a lot. Not small falls either. It's always 20+ feet. Hell, once I had this dream that I can still remember that all I did was fall. I was standing on the edge of a cliff, and was pushed/stepped off/tripped off the edge and fell quite a ways, and when I landed it hurt really fucking bad. Then I was back at the top, looking off the edge, and boom, I'm off the edge again. That happened for a long time. And after about the third time I was just like "What the fuck!". My dreams suck."