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Here's a thought. You WERE awake in bed all night, fell asleep for five minutes, then thought you were dreaming when you woke up.
I have the raddest dreams. Of course they are interspersed with dreams where I wake up in a cold sweat and refuse to go back to sleep because I know I'm just going to fall back into the same dream.
and then I went to a playground and met my friend who was also hopped up on some strange drug I had never heard of called psychotrophins (in reality he has never touched any drugs so I was very surprised)
then I hung by my hands on a pole over a bottomless pit with some schizophrenics and I remember thinking to myself that this was what everyday life must feel like for schizos. Then my palms started sweating a bunch as I got more and more nervous about just how deep this pit was and I knew I would slip very soon because my hands were getting really slick
then I woke up
That is the meaning of your entire dream right there.
and I watched a live action trailer for the next PA game that starred tom cruise among other celebrities who I can't remember
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I already did though
this was months after I decided that it wasn't for me
but I don't really know anything about them
Eh. When I was on the patch I really just had far more vivid recollections of waiting in one place. Also sometimes I would smoke constantly while waiting.
I dreamed that I was with a group of friends visiting another friend somewhere in the middle east and we were walking through a train station with high speed shiny trains whizzing by on either side of the platform we were on, and suddenly we saw this big group of people up ahead but we needed to just keep going so we pushed through the crowd until we realized that one of the trains had flown off the rails and crashed into the platform and all the metal was crushed and everyone inside was dead
it was a very dangerous place to be and metal and sparks were flying everywhere and killing people, and then a train on the other side of the platform crashed and huge steel beams were raining down everywhere and it killed two of my friends, one of whom was mark hamill
poor mark had a steel beam on his chest and blood coming out his eyes and I leaned in close to inspect him out of morbid curiosity before I realized he was still alive, and got help moving the steel beam and he was talking about grocery lists before he finally sputtered into the afterlife -- it was totally gruesome
I woke up and was like "and a very merry christmas to you too, subconscious."
It is not like me to have dreams that can be interpreted so traditionally
a possible interpretation: soon you will turn into a snake
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the last one I remember was that my parents had bought me plane tickets to fly up to the maiden concert I am going to when I had already bought bus tickets though, so I might not be missing out on that much
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She's the most passive aggressive bitch and i'd like to slap her in the kite.
Waves gently caress the rough, sandy beach and moonlight dances on the water. Behind me the wind is rushing through the trees, causing the branches to bend and scratch one another. In the woods I hear animals moving and insects chirping. But I am silent--I am unmoving.
You see, I am not stranded on the island; that would imply that I have some desire to leave--hope for liberation, perhaps. Only a fool would harbor such fantasies. I am sitting on the shore because that is where my murderers have opted to leave my corpse. They sank their knives into my flesh and watched me bleed, then robbed me and left me to die on this beach.
But it's not all bad. Things are calm here. Serene, one might say. I feel no urge to brave the sea's treachery and make my way towards the mainland. Such notions of bravery and daring have long since abandoned my mind, along with any emotionally-charged fantasies about revenge I may have been entertaining. My death is quiet. My suffering, at an end.
I'm sitting on the shore of an island at dawn, and everything is beautiful.
EDIT: Also, I woke up with a raging hard-on. It was weird.
and spend my entire dream trying to conjure up excuses to not go to work, or how i can use a vacation or sick day some how (despite the fact that i've used them all up)
this has happened for the past 2 nights
stupid subconscious
at least it's preparing me for a let-down
and then i wake up and panic before i realize that it's boxing day or saturday or whatever
I laugh it off. "I've seen more than one breast at a time actually."
She does this weird thing where it looks like she has extra cleavage past the covered breast. It's like she's squeezing some of her arm out of the neck of her shirt or something? "Ever seen anything like this?"
"Haha no, that would be fuckin' weird though."
Some shit happens and we end up making out. I pull off her shirt and find that she actually has four breasts. No one says anything but I feel pretty awkward because I had said that is fucking weird and I knew she must remember me saying that and I didn't want her to feel bad because they were pretty nice breasts and I was randy enough to not care.
Well, I just had the weirdest fuckin' dream that I had to express is because it was somewhat awesome/dramatic/what?.
It starts off with my friends and I have some sort of gathering together at my house. We're going through random DVDs of movies and shit.
Suddenly one of my friends gets a call from random characters that my dream created. Whoever they were my friends somehow knew them and they sounded like assholes. Anyway they want to speak to me over the phone and they explain that they want to go over there and take their older sister over to our party to I can have sex with her for whatever reason. I answer pretty much "what the fuck?" and they insist that they are coming over.
They come over and instead of using the main door they use some sort of side window that they can somehow unlock from the OUTSIDE. This window is as tall as a person. Anyway these random assholes come in, rather drunk dragging their sister in and somewhat forcing her onto me and say "You all aren't leaving until you all do it" and I respond with "Well, then get the fuck out!"
So I tend to the sister who is pretty hot but obvious distressed that her brothers are total dicks and I end up talking to her wile laying next to her in bed. Though we discuss that her brothers are idiots and we technically don't have to do anything, she's determined to so for whatever fucking reason she decides the darkest lit room isn't enough so she takes me to somewhere in my house that somehow magically become a office of bureaucrats writing papers and shit.
She wants to fuck on the top desk or something and I have to explain to her that we are in a office and fucking on a front desk would be retarded and fucked up (I kinda realize my mistake now.). Anyway she finally realizes how retarded it would be to do that and somehow the dream transititions back into the dark lit room where the door is open and I can see the brothers being total drunkard dicks to my friends.
I end up going insane and yelling at these guys to get the fuck out of my house and I begin fighting with them smacking 2 of them with a metal bat. They leave and take their sister with them.
The party goes back to normal except I get a call from the brothers. Thinking its the sister I answer it up only to be interupted once again by one of the brothers and he says "Man, I'm sorry. I just wanted to know, among you and your friends, how many of you all are gay?". I begin telling this guy off and I see my aunt through the window and have to put the phone down to wave and say hi then.
I wake up.
What the fuck? I mean I know dreams are supposed to have some sort of fucking inner meaning but what the fuck was all that about? My mind is such a dick.