Obey Zolac!

Weird dreams... giant waves washing over the Big Island, only the very highest peaks of Mauna Kea and Mauna Loa stayed above water during the big sets. Although the Big Island was much smaller than in real life; there was vegetation up to both peaks and the air wasn't too thin and you could see the whole island in detail from up there. Spent the whole time holding someone else's baby... direct memory feed from holding baby Xavier a week and a half ago at the Balboa party.

And then I was dreaming about high school track, which has come up fairly often recently, especially with the Olympics being on. ...For some reason we had to do pole vault, despite having no training in it whatsoever. The judge kept mocking us. What a dick.

Do these count as memes? Picked up both from cattraine.

Took The Sorting Hat Test on okcupid... I'm a Ravenclaw! Totally delighted, I always get Hufflepuff with a side order of Gryffindor on these things, but Ravenclaw's the house I want to be in. And I'm kind of impressed with this quiz, actually, it's very well constructed.

Also took The Golden Compass Daemon Test, also on okcupid... I'm a Multi-Faceted Soul. ...Dude, actually this is a really good description of me, nicely done, quiz! Suggested daemon forms are a pretty interesting collection... I CALL WOLF. CAN I HAVE A WOLF PLEASE.

Dreamed I was trying to join the Army. Nick Lum was also there, for whatever reason. Our recruiter tried really really hard to talk us out of it, but we were determined.

If this ever happens in real life, please be sure to ask me lots of questions to make sure I haven't been bodysnatched.

Dear Supernatural,

HOLY SHIT!

Love,
Angela

P.S. Crowley, I am still as madly in love with you as ever. Mark Sheppard, would you please consider having my babies?

Aaaaaand that's it for all of my shows except for Doctor Who, at least until various things start up again in the summer. ...At least I'll maybe have a little more free time?

In my continuing adventures in yardwork (thrilling, I know, but this is my life now; when it rains, it pours, but when it's sunny, yardwork), hacking apart banana trunks with handsaws and machete is still immensely satisfying, as is excavating the root mass with a spade. Whilst doing the latter, I disturbed (and was disturbed by) a centipede as thick as my finger and long as my hand. Oh, Hawai‘i. ...Well, no more of that today, anyway; the rain is back WITH A VENGEANCE. It's coming down so hard right now, omg.

Last night Mom and I went up to a friends' house in Kaumana for one of their Mauka Music parties. It was hella fun... potluck dinner with a whole bunch of people and lots of wine (and a dog and some cats, very friendly), and then after we'd eaten and talked story we gathered in the living room with guitars, ‘ukulele, ‘ipu, flutes, drums, tambourines, and various sorts of rattles and maracas to play music and sing. They've been having these parties sort of semi-regularly (my Mom only just recently made it onto the guest list), and they have these big binders with lyrics and chords... tons of songs, all the best, from Bob Dylan to Eric Idle to Queen Lili‘uokalani. We even sang "Crazy" by Gnarles Barkley... or, the cute twenty-something guy with the mad guitar skills and fucking amazing gorgeous voice did (music cruuuuuuuuush) and I joined him, while all the older folks listened, because it wasn't in the book and it wasn't written in the sixties, so they didn't know it, haha. Mom and I were almost the last to leave... we hung out and sang until one in the morning. So much fun, for serious.

In a few minutes I'll be off again... today is the monthly International Folk Dance party up on the Hocker's farm. More good food, nice folks, and live music. And presumably, when I get back, Doctor Who. Life ain't so bad.

Hope all is well with y'all. ♥

ETA: OH YEAH, I almost forgot. Last night my dreams mostly involved me hanging out with Justin Bieber, of all people. HE WAS AT MY HOUSE. He was actually very adorable and cool and sweet and personable. We became friends. I was hanging out with him on tour, and I went with him and his friends to check out this giant mansion he was thinking of buying. This place was insane, it was like a small country. ...Anyway. Wtf.

I had a dream I was in the south of Oregon–heh, in Paisley, no less–with my dad and my brother and my young cousin, a four or five year old girl belonging to my Uncle Gary's family (this cousin does not actually exist). We were getting ready to drive back up to Portland where my brother and I would be returned to our mother, when wee!cousin DISAPPEARED. We went looking for her everywhere and talked to the sheriff's office and we were thinking of staying another night so we could look for her, and I was freaking out about having to call mom and tell her why we wouldn't be home that night and admit that we'd lost our cousin. ...She did eventually show up. She hadn't gone far.

Then I dreamed that I was in middle school again. WORST NIGHTMARE EVER, Y/Y?

It's raining. Again. Still. Always. It makes it very hard for me to get out of bed. It's so warm in my basement bed.

So I'm in San Jose, California this weekend. Hanging out with platoapproved and suzume_tori, yay! Going to the Patrick Stump concert, yay! Hanging out with my brother and his fiàncée/wife Nova (it's complicated) and meeting Nova's bridesmaids and going to her wedding dress fitting and going to REI with my brother to get my feet fitted for my birthday present, yay!

So look_alive and I drove all day and got in last night, and we went to Mini Gourmet, the 24-hour diner of fantabulousness with platoapproved and suzume_tori, and I did some dramatic read-alouds and then we went to bed on platoapproved's floor.

I dreamed about trying to go to the concert and there was some fuck up with the tickets, the name on the front of the ticket was not mine and the name on the back of the ticket was not only not mine but not the same as the name on the front of the ticket, and I was not the only person having this problem, and the ticket person was looking at me all dubious-like, and I was like, "Look, I bought my tickets months ago, clearly it is not my fault, clearly this is a problem everyone is having, something got fucked up with the tickets, can you just LET US IN?!"

The dream moved on, some unrelated things happened that I can't remember properly/can't make sense of, and then it was a weird Hawaii Five-0 dream. It was someone's birthday, whose kept changing, it started out Danny's and then at some point it was Grace's. (Maybe it was both? Maybe they have the same birthday, or their birthdays are close together?) Danny went to pick Grace up from somewhere where she was hanging out with a bunch of other kids and this family friend of theirs who owned a restaurant, and they sang happy birthday to Danny, and he was all distracted because A CRISIS WAS HAPPENING. Before Danny went to deal with the CRISIS he talked to the restaurant owner about whether his restaurant was free to have a birthday party for Grace, and the dude said something about how he'd check on his supplies and let Danny know, but this was a lie... I can't remember if something shady was going on, or if someone had already made plans for a birthday party for Danny there.

Back home (my house in Hilo) it was raining and the roof was leaking and this was somehow sinister, and Danny was trying to handle this and handle the fact that he had to run off and handle a CRISIS and handle the fact that he needed to plan Grace's birthday party and handle the fact that he needed to make sure she finished her math homework first (Rachel was standing by, reminding him of all of this) and the kid next door called up and was like, "Hey, I've finished the problem sets, we could both go over to Maile's house and quiz each other," and I (apparently for a brief time I was Grace) was like, "I haven't even done the problem sets yet!"

Danny eventually had to drop everything and go handle the CRISIS with the rest of the team... which turned out to be investigating these ruins of an ancient city, trying to figure out how the city had been destroyed. They found these vents with a whole bunch of dead mosquitoes littered about, and they were like, "Someone pumped a plague of mosquitoes into the city and everyone died!" and then they found a whole bunch of cloves scattered about another vent and they were like, "But wait, cloves can be used as mosquito repellent!" which disproved the mosquito theory... somehow. And then Chin started having a horrible asthma attack (as he does) and he couldn't breathe and blood was coming out of his nose and someone was like, "Wait! Mosquito bites are an ancient treatment for asthma!" (as it is) so we (I don't know whose POV I was in at this point, maybe Kono's) lowered Chin into this trough of water and he tried not to drown in blood and dirty water and the mosquitoes came and swarmed all over him and then I woke up.

...Even in my dream I noticed that Grace's child actress was very much lacking in acting skills, and as usual it made me sad.

Halloween weekend was nice, it involved Hell's Belles and corn mazes and Vampire Diaries and Grey's Anatomy and Harper's Island and Lauren and a kestrel and carving pumpkins and Halloween candy and trick-or-treaters and delicious roommate food. I'll provide pics of my costume and our jack o'lanterns when I have time... which will probably be next week, at this rate.

My mom's visiting, so shit is bananas. But we got my bike all fixed up and she took us to dinner at Jake's Famous Crawfish, and tonight we had dinner with Harry Lee Kwai (one of Kink's hanai sons) and his wife, who live in Canby. Mom and I will be spending the weekend with them, going up to Timberline and other things.

...So. Last night just before sleep I read Satin and Split Lips, a Dick/Jay fic involving Dick having to dress in drag. In a blue satin dress. For a mission, of course. Clearly it infected my subconscious, because this morning I was dreaming and my dreams went in the direction of crossdressing, and my brain helpfully supplied Dick Grayson in a blue satin dress, hurriedly fixing his makeup. For some reason one of the other people around (there was no Jason, woe) was trying to get him to put on a different blue satin dress underneath, "for dancing", and Dick starting throwing a hissy about, "Do you want this dress to make me look fat?!" and I started laughing and then I woke up and I laughed some more. ...And a good thing, too, because I'd overslept by twenty-five minutes and if I hadn't had this dream and laughed myself awake I would've been late to work, probably. So... thanks, Subconscious, and thanks, merelymine!

And, in case you haven't had enough Batfamily-related ridiculousness, watch this amazing clip from Batman: The Brave and The Bold (a show I need to actually watch sometime, gdammit).

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Surprisingly, pink kryptonite was not involved. ...icon_uk, you find all the best stuff.

bluerose16 and deathscytheheck, you have infected my brain.

This time in my dream the two of you (being completely obsessed) made a computer-animated short film about Lin and Liam in which Lin kissed Liam, and Liam got all floaty and happy, and then he fell asleep in class and had a dream. It was some kind of glorious icy wonderland full of icebergs and freezing streams and penguins and sea lions, and there was more Lin and Liam snogging and sex, and Lin being smug.

All of this is well after the dream in which I was trying to strap stuff to an Asian elephant with odds and ends of rope. Including a coffee table, and a baby pygmy hippopotamus.

GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO~!! DD:

On the plus side, I dreamed about the TARDIS for the entire night.

Nightmares all last night. I think both of them were supposed to be movies I was watching, but I was in the action as well.

The first one involved sort of a poltergeistish ghost. I was in some fancy house and it was banging the table around and banging against the windows. It wasn't completely a poltergeist because we saw the thing a couple of times, all wispy and ghosty. It did not have a friendly look on its face. It was scary.

And then I was in some world full of demons, and for some reason fighting the demons involved blowing up a bunch of bridges. There were lots of other people in that dream, and lots of demons and monsters of all grotesque shapes and sizes, and there was a lot of running around to try to escape the demons and then hiding cupboards and stairwells and behind trees and hoping the demons wouldn't hear/smell/see you and come and eat you, because there wasn't any way to fight them, all you could do was hide and listen to them catch and eat someone else. And eventually I got to where the final, most important bridge was, and we had to hurry and clear all the cars and people off of the bridge so we could lay charges and blow it up, and my Dad was part of the bridge-blowing-up team because he's an engineer. We got the bridge cleared and guys ran onto the bridge from both sides and started setting up the charges, but we could hear the roaring from this gigantic demon approaching, and we could feel the ground shaking, and it burst out of the trees and charged onto the bridge and there were still people on it but we had to blow it up anyway. So that was sort of a victory for us but the demons were still around so it was more hiding in basements and closets trying not to be found and ripped into pieces.

...At this point the movie/nightmare ended and I met my friends outside. Dar had managed to pick up some guy AGAIN, which I thought was really unfair, and the random girl I'd ended up sitting next to/surviving the demon apocalypse with had picked up the random dude that was with us, so that was even more unfair. Two of the guys Dar had been dating were there and they were really jealous of her and New Dude. I ended up hanging out with the scary cougar lady from Cougartown and driving around in her really cool car. She was speeding and got stopped by two cops, a man and a woman, and she managed to flirt them into submission, so they got into the car too. The cops were also robots. Dar's New Dude, who was also a vampire, saw us all driving around and was really jealous, and Scary Cougar Lady played hard to get for a while but eventually picked up Dar and New Dude as well. We all went back to Scary Cougar's house which was big and up on top of a hill in the woods, and she had like six jacuzzis and a gajillion TVs, and we all were hanging out in the jacuzzis and presumably if I hadn't woken up we would've had an orgy or something. ...IDEFK, GUYS. @_@

AHAHAHAHAHA THE SAINTS WON!!

Man, that was an epic game! It was really close with lots of drama... the Colts had a ten-point lead in the first quarter, largely due to their quarterback's surgical precision with a football. The Saints got it back by pulling some ridiculously ballsy moves (short kickoff in a Super Bowl game, who does that?! :DD), and then there was that amazing interception and touchdown! When they scored a touchdown with three minutes on the clock, it was over. Final score 31-17, and the Saints win the Super Bowl for the first time in franchise history!! Man, can I pick a winner! The one team in all of pro football I decided to care about, and look at them now! :DDDDDD ...I bet half of New Orleans died of alcohol poisoning last night. XDD; Uncle Ivan said most schools were closed today, too.

Fun fact: last night's game was the most-watched program in television history. Wow.

So anyway, after a minor cold last week, I had a fairly fun weekend. Dar and I got caught up in Supernatural and The Vampire Diaries. I did a fun log on Saturday, in which I got Robin horribly injured. Whoops~! :DD (Watch him complain about it on dear_mun. He is reeeeaaallly pissed at me. XDD;) And then a bunch of us went to see Demons at Cinema 21. That movie was ridiculous. 80's slasher flick involving an evil movie theater full of demon zombies with amazingly bad lines and incredible scenes such as the hero and his new girlfriend riding over the theater seats on a motocross bike while stabbing demon zombies with a katana. And then there was the part of the movie where the ceiling started groaning, and Dar and I thought the theater was going to get all House of Leaves on them, but no, it was just a RANDOM HELICOPTER FALLING THROUGH THE CEILING, wtf. ...And then there was, you know, the Super Bowl.

( I had the scariest dream last night. DD: )

Will and I have plans to go swing dancing tomorrow, FINALLY. So that should be fun.

Also, Lauren and James, this is for you. I apologize for inflicting Lady Gaga on you, but listen to this. ...And then think of Old Gregg.