L: I bought one of those pound-of-ground-beef-in-a-plastic-
A: I nipped the end open and it sorta slid out as this one solid slimy piece that wasn't ground at all.
L: "Oh shit, I guess I got the wrong thing?"
Then it started to twitch.
L: I was a little freaked out. Didn't know if I was prepared to kill it and was very confused as to how it was still alive.
A: I wasn't going anywhere near the damn thing. WTF
L: I looked closer and it was a guinea pig, but huge (I guess I forgot the word for 'capybara').
Then it it started to grow hair, and shortly thereafter it was a rabbit.
"Oh, Crystal would love a rabbit!"
I knew this wasn't a great idea, but I didn't have the fortitude to kill it, and it was getting fluffier by the second.
So I walked it over to my mom's house and took it into her bedroom shower to clean it off,
but at this point it was like a hedgehog but furry and about the size of a hedgehog?
The shower was full of potted plants and dwarf trees, and there was a handful of broccoli strewn about that the critter ate.
It kept trying to get out of the shower, and it managed to push open the glass door, but then it tried to chew through the screen door.
The shower had a screen door...
So I got out and dried off, but then the little critter got away completely, so I got dressed and hopped out of the shower.
[The room beyond the shower is now a very large combination of the Time Inc. LA office and the storage area behind a grocery store, or maybe a Costco.]
L: "Oh shit, we'll never find it."
A: "Oh chill, I got this."
...and then we looked around for a while, and after a few minutes Jennifer Aniston starts screaming (apparently she works there).
A: (to me) "Okay I got this handled."
"Hey, you found my pet."
J: "It's in my bra!!"
A: "Okay, let's get it out."
J: "Hold on."
[She bends over and to the left to try to shake it out, and like... a dozen clear plastic pasties (I guess to disguise visible nipples from poking out?) fall out, and a couple of gold rings, but no critter.]
A: "Damn girl... uh, we both girls, so just get your tits out and let's get this over with."
[Suddenly we're at our "desk" in a field of like... hundreds of desks in this super huge field of half cubicles, and it's night. The lights are mostly off.]
[We're looking through our desk drawer and it's a huge mess.]
[We're very concerned there may be bugs or mice.]
[A custodian comes by. We know him.]
[He asks a question and we freak out.]
[Flash ahead, we're still at work late at night, he approaches us for the same thing and we try to dodge him.]
[...can't remember many more details than this but there was probably more to this second part of the dream.]I don't often remember my dreams, but when I have them they're typically stress dreams, and either involve not being able to run away from something (no matter how hard I run I move almost in slow motion), having a very prolonged losing match at something (usually a real time strategy game, often one that takes place on my bed while I'm sleeping), or finding a neglected animal that I have to quickly care for (usually because I've forgotten to take care of it). This was also the first dream I recall where Alex and I were both in it at the same time. We've each had dreams the other hasn't been in, but not one we're having at the same time in which we're sharing a body. I think the meaning of the dream is fairly obvious, but I don't know what to do about it. I can only expect the people around me to do so much considering they're also going through their own shit and have limited spoons. I really want to get out of Los Angeles and move to Seattle. I don't know that it'll solve much of anything, but I'll at least have a chance of making some friends considering the sheer number of queer people I know in that area. Meanwhile best I can do is just pace myself and remember to eat... ...which I forgot to do. [Staring at unopened Soylent bottle ~15cm away from my right hand.]
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Death, Will, and the Girl
So we're still feeling sick although I think we're starting to get a little better, but I went to make a bowl of cream of rice or well a mug of it I guess, because that's warm food that's easy to eat, sounds good. Well I microwaved it and it beeped like it was done and then I opened the microwave to find the food had escaped the mug??? Like there was the mug, mostly empty, and all the food had just gone like kthbbbt out of the mug and was sitting on the spinny thing in the microwave like hi, your mug can not contain my power!!!
So I just had to wash the mug and the microwave spinny thing and there goes all the food down the sink drain and I need to try this again and cover the mug so the food doesn't escape, I didn't know cream of rice had such a rebellious spirit to it. :P
( The Politics: why this argument doesn't make sense, even under its own logic. )
( The Facts: twenty-plus years of non-DID multiples using 'system.' )
Namely: we will be deleting our Facebook, and drastically cutting down our tumblr time (if not ending it entirely).
But my reasons for it aren't the same as theirs. Biff just doesn't like the Internet in general, and Mac noticed that it wasn't making us happy. Rogan has said he finds internet stuff increasingly overwhelming, and I think I know why: the newer generation of social media sites are designed for constant interaction.
We grew up in an older Internet time, where you weren't expected to be online every day. You could take a break for a week, and quickly catch up, no problem! Forums, DeviantArt, Livejournal, all of these sites are (or were) not intended to be used multiple times a day, every day. (Unless you're a HARDCORE user.) The sites were also designed for specific things: to make posts, or put up art. They weren't expected to be everything for everyone, and while DeviantArt had forums and chatrooms, you could do perfectly fine without them. (And I don't think the chatrooms were there when we first joined.)
However, as time has gone on and more folks are on the Internet more often, these sites have changed their design philosophy. Instead of being made for folks to interact maybe a few times a week, they're now made to be posted on multiple times a day for long stretches. They're also more generalized. For instance, Facebook was originally intended for folks applying for college, or in college; now it's used to organize offline events and work engagements, catch up with people from your past, and have heated political arguments. It has groups, events, chats, games, individual pages, all with very questionable security and ethics, and they sell the information for profit.
I don't think it's paranoid to say that a site like Facebook designs itself to be as omnipresent as possible so they can get as much information (and therefore as much profit) as they can from their users! But I can say that it makes the site not a lot of fun to be on, for us anyway. Even the nicest site in the world would get overwhelming and tiresome when you're encouraged to be there all the time! And by trying to be everything for everyone, their designs tend to fall apart, because they're trying to do so many things at the same time. So it becomes awfully byzantine (in the case of Facebook) or just plain incoherent and broken (like tumblr)!
Arguments and conflict happen on every website. But when a site is designed to be used all the time, the rate of interaction as high as possible, then it means that instead of seeing conflict maybe once a month, you see it all the time, and that's its own kind of draining! On the whole, I think that we are just not able to keep up with sites like that, and that it's bad for our health to try.
In other words, it's time to refocus our online energy to websites that are designed for fewer, more specific interactions! Therefore, I personally vote in agreement for deleting our Facebook, continuing our low/no tumblr usage, and refocusing our attention on sites like Dreamwidth.
Also there's a sale going for about nine more hours, so snatch one on the cheap!
--Sneak and Mori
How big is your headspace? Does everyone get their own room or is it communal?
Did you build your headspace yourselves? If so, how did you go about doing that?
Are certain people blocked from accessing certain areas?
Has headspace ever been reset? Why and how?
Do you have an otherworld?
Is there anything unusual about your headspace that you would like to share?
- The con went very well. The entire trip cost us less than thirty dollars, thanks to Rogan selling well. Huzzah!
- We took all the photographs we needed of our childhood neighborhood, and I daresay we are now prepared for future comics set there. Well done, dears! (However, we did not get to visit Candle Cave. That's all right, Biff got a good hike, and regardless, we went in presuming it would be a bonus, not a given.)
- We got to see some people of our past, including a couple high school friends, and Dr. Drag. (Dr. Drag was our first therapist, though we have not had that sort of relationship in years. She has mentions on this blog, probably buried under the 'therapy' tag.) Their generosity allowed us to make this trip, and we are very grateful.
- Rogan finished Alter Boys In Love, but due to the printer's website being broken on Mozilla and some truly peculiar requests regarding our formatting, we have not managed to finish the order. We hope to complete that today.
- Due to the intense work schedule, and the emotional challenge of returning to our hometown, Rogan has been worn out. He will not be fronting for a bit, and Mori, Biff, Sneak, and I will manage things until he has rested up.
Thank you for your patience!