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ivybgreenflower) wrote2004-06-19 03:03 pm
ivybgreenflower) wrote2004-06-19 03:03 pm
WHEEE.
First of all, let's make something VERY clear:
I DO NOT, under any circumstances, WANT AN MP3 PLAYER. I listen to RECORDS, those big black vinyl things in the akwardly large, yellowing sleeves. I DO NOT WANT AN APPLE IPOD. Leave me alone, apple. *thinks back to the Mesothelioma/James Sokolov rant from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
aloneallalong :) *
That said, I move on to today's entry. I had a dream last night that was pretty cool... well... for some reason, I want to say "very cool". Of course, it was a Harry Potter-related dream, and I have to note that in the HP universe, this would NEVER happen. That said, let's move on.
Since it was a dream, some details are a bit fuzzy or disjointed... but you'll get the idea.
I was kidnapped by You-Know-Who, you know, *dun dun dun* Voldemort himself. Somehow I managed to grab my purse, phone, hair tie and several jewelry items before we left, all the while assuring him none of them would help me escape. So he brought me to his evil lair, which happens to be my other house. Some stuff happens in which he explains that he's going to kill me at four o'clock. I guess I was Harry, but everyone in this dream addressed me in female terms, and Voldie (So called because he became very nice, unlike his real counterpart) called me "girl". I guess I was Harriet. So now things became very Shirley Temple- you know, cute little girl melts mean old guy's heart. Lots of stuff happened in which he and I became fond of each other, but all I can remember is this one thing which links two parts of the dream nicely. I was talking to him in the garage and I said "I can just picture you, all evil going *points finger like wand and waves it around* DIE DIE DIE! Or is that how you do it?" And he goes, "Let me show you," and takes my arm and shows me how to properly point my wand... erm, finger to kill someone. So we start laughing and I look at him and say, "You may not be as hot as you were as Tom, but you're not that bad looking." He was dark, stocky, and bald, but endearing. So I turn around and walk into the laundry room thingie and a tall, skinny man is standing there. (This is where it starts to get weird... if it wasn't already) So I run to him, throw my arms around him and go "Oh Tom, save me!" *tis how I know I was a girl in this dream.* So he tells me, sadly, that he's going to try because we're n luv 4 reel. Then his evil self comes back and more stuff I can't remember happens. Then we go to another house, my grandma's house, and I have to pretend like I haven't been kidnapped. Dumbledore is there, but he does nothing. I only vaguely remember him. So more switching back and forth between Tom and Voldie, while Tom is sad and wants to save me and Voldie gets nicer and nicer. So then we go back to his evil-lair-slash-my-other-house and he disappears for a while, so I make my getaway and go the few yards it takes to get back home. So then I get on my computer and he IMs (???) me and says "You escaped, but I'll get you tomorrow at 4-6 PM." Now I start to get worried. And that's the end.
One other dream I had involved being back in school and being in Spanish class. I was worried because I hadn't done ANY of my history outlines and had no book. So I told Bianca I'd do them tomorrow. Other stuff I cannae remember happened.
The other night I had a dream where people kept blowing up kitchen sinks.
I'm weird.
Ivyette @ 3:28 PM
I DO NOT, under any circumstances, WANT AN MP3 PLAYER. I listen to RECORDS, those big black vinyl things in the akwardly large, yellowing sleeves. I DO NOT WANT AN APPLE IPOD. Leave me alone, apple. *thinks back to the Mesothelioma/James Sokolov rant from
aloneallalong :) *That said, I move on to today's entry. I had a dream last night that was pretty cool... well... for some reason, I want to say "very cool". Of course, it was a Harry Potter-related dream, and I have to note that in the HP universe, this would NEVER happen. That said, let's move on.
Since it was a dream, some details are a bit fuzzy or disjointed... but you'll get the idea.
I was kidnapped by You-Know-Who, you know, *dun dun dun* Voldemort himself. Somehow I managed to grab my purse, phone, hair tie and several jewelry items before we left, all the while assuring him none of them would help me escape. So he brought me to his evil lair, which happens to be my other house. Some stuff happens in which he explains that he's going to kill me at four o'clock. I guess I was Harry, but everyone in this dream addressed me in female terms, and Voldie (So called because he became very nice, unlike his real counterpart) called me "girl". I guess I was Harriet. So now things became very Shirley Temple- you know, cute little girl melts mean old guy's heart. Lots of stuff happened in which he and I became fond of each other, but all I can remember is this one thing which links two parts of the dream nicely. I was talking to him in the garage and I said "I can just picture you, all evil going *points finger like wand and waves it around* DIE DIE DIE! Or is that how you do it?" And he goes, "Let me show you," and takes my arm and shows me how to properly point my wand... erm, finger to kill someone. So we start laughing and I look at him and say, "You may not be as hot as you were as Tom, but you're not that bad looking." He was dark, stocky, and bald, but endearing. So I turn around and walk into the laundry room thingie and a tall, skinny man is standing there. (This is where it starts to get weird... if it wasn't already) So I run to him, throw my arms around him and go "Oh Tom, save me!" *tis how I know I was a girl in this dream.* So he tells me, sadly, that he's going to try because we're n luv 4 reel. Then his evil self comes back and more stuff I can't remember happens. Then we go to another house, my grandma's house, and I have to pretend like I haven't been kidnapped. Dumbledore is there, but he does nothing. I only vaguely remember him. So more switching back and forth between Tom and Voldie, while Tom is sad and wants to save me and Voldie gets nicer and nicer. So then we go back to his evil-lair-slash-my-other-house and he disappears for a while, so I make my getaway and go the few yards it takes to get back home. So then I get on my computer and he IMs (???) me and says "You escaped, but I'll get you tomorrow at 4-6 PM." Now I start to get worried. And that's the end.
One other dream I had involved being back in school and being in Spanish class. I was worried because I hadn't done ANY of my history outlines and had no book. So I told Bianca I'd do them tomorrow. Other stuff I cannae remember happened.
The other night I had a dream where people kept blowing up kitchen sinks.
I'm weird.
Ivyette @ 3:28 PM
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"You're not as hot as Tom..." Hahahahaha. xD
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My dream self thanks you.
Plus... I didn't even find movie!Tom that hot, but in my dream he sure was.
Ivyette