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I keep trying to write about seeing Narnia and Memoirs of a Geisha, and keep failing, so. I had a Louise as company for a while, although I think I made her sick by accident. We discussed again my coming to see her in New York, although she tells me that I will have to take a taxi at some point, and this worries me. There are life skills I do not have, and one of those is Hailing Taxis. I never got to practice the skill in D.C. because of the reasonably efficient Metro system, and my lack of training has come back to haunt me now.
( Silly story about the dog )
Phone calls woke me up from utterly glorious dreams, two nights running, and set me in a sort of sleepy unfocused rage as I tried to get back into them and failed utterly. I then went on to dream about writing a short story about a person who was woken up from utterly glorious dreams and decided to strike back at the wakers in a sort of sci-fi way, and there was a hypnotist and a travelling circus and a hospital involved, as well as my dream-self making notes on looking up hospital coma-legalese as research material for the story. And it just goes to show that everything in my life, even my dreaming, is motivated by spite.
I keep meaning to offer making a filter for anyone who doesn't want to read the AIM, or indeed any FF. Or for people who don't want the meatworld posts. Once you've read one AIM, it's pretty much all the same jokes anyway. It's mostly archiving for me.
( Because sometimes these things become actual stories )
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soranokumo, I have had a plot idea I must discuss with you, as soon as possible. I need you to tell me if it's stupid or not. I suspect it is, but as ever, I bow to your opinion. Also, I have music for you.
( Silly story about the dog )
Phone calls woke me up from utterly glorious dreams, two nights running, and set me in a sort of sleepy unfocused rage as I tried to get back into them and failed utterly. I then went on to dream about writing a short story about a person who was woken up from utterly glorious dreams and decided to strike back at the wakers in a sort of sci-fi way, and there was a hypnotist and a travelling circus and a hospital involved, as well as my dream-self making notes on looking up hospital coma-legalese as research material for the story. And it just goes to show that everything in my life, even my dreaming, is motivated by spite.
I keep meaning to offer making a filter for anyone who doesn't want to read the AIM, or indeed any FF. Or for people who don't want the meatworld posts. Once you've read one AIM, it's pretty much all the same jokes anyway. It's mostly archiving for me.
( Because sometimes these things become actual stories )
soranokumo, I have had a plot idea I must discuss with you, as soon as possible. I need you to tell me if it's stupid or not. I suspect it is, but as ever, I bow to your opinion. Also, I have music for you.
