What _about_ the Christians?
Mar. 14th, 2004 02:24 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vollmus..When you're fast asleep..
I just had the weirdest dream. I (a skinnier, prettier me, but still I looked generally the same) was in this small castle near Paris, in my room, when I decided to go look at all the other bedrooms. So I snuck across the hallway and up the stairs, as silent as possible so my mom (who isn't my RL mom) didn't hear me. When I got to the first door in that hallway, I tried to open it, but it was locked. So I pulled really hard, fiddled with it, and it opened right up. The locks were too old to keep much out.
When I entered, I didn't really see anything but the dresser. I walked straight to it, opened a drawer, and removed the cutest pair of dark blue-green, tight-fitted jeans I'd ever seen in my life. I ran out of the room and back to mine, where I changed into them immediately.
Once the awe wore off, I was bored again. So I got on my computer and went to some travel website. Oddly enough, they had a section called "Paris Trip of the Day." I clicked on it, and was really excited to see that it started pretty close to my new castle-house-thing. I decided to take the map of the trip outside with me, because it was getting a bit stifling in my room.
So I'm outside. For some reason I can't remember right now, I decided that the best way to remember the map of the trip would be to write it on my pants. I was drawing the map on my pants when I realized that I made a mistake. I freaked out and started rubbing my pants really hard and fast where I made the mistake, and, to my surprise, the map started rubbing off. I rubbed the whole thing off, thinking that maybe my pants weren't the best place to have a map.
I head inside, to hopefully return the pants to that room before my mom finds out I took them, but as soon as I started climbing the staircase to the second floor, where my room is, my mom came over and asked me if I was happier about the move now that I'd seen outside. I said something to her, to try to get her to leave me alone, I don't know what, but she kept following me anyways, all the way up to my room, where she stood in the doorway while I sat on my bed.
That's when my sister woke me up. Grr. It was a really interesting dream, too.
1 Comment: Posted by Brother Bear @ 03/16/2004 05:15 PM PST
That's a good point about the Christians.. but they are the Public Majority. Well, in the USA anyway. I don't think it's necessarily a good thing that we're moving away from Christian values, but I don't think it's a terrible thing either. People just need to be more open-minded about things (says the homophobe). Sorry but that's just not natural.
I just had the weirdest dream. I (a skinnier, prettier me, but still I looked generally the same) was in this small castle near Paris, in my room, when I decided to go look at all the other bedrooms. So I snuck across the hallway and up the stairs, as silent as possible so my mom (who isn't my RL mom) didn't hear me. When I got to the first door in that hallway, I tried to open it, but it was locked. So I pulled really hard, fiddled with it, and it opened right up. The locks were too old to keep much out.
When I entered, I didn't really see anything but the dresser. I walked straight to it, opened a drawer, and removed the cutest pair of dark blue-green, tight-fitted jeans I'd ever seen in my life. I ran out of the room and back to mine, where I changed into them immediately.
Once the awe wore off, I was bored again. So I got on my computer and went to some travel website. Oddly enough, they had a section called "Paris Trip of the Day." I clicked on it, and was really excited to see that it started pretty close to my new castle-house-thing. I decided to take the map of the trip outside with me, because it was getting a bit stifling in my room.
So I'm outside. For some reason I can't remember right now, I decided that the best way to remember the map of the trip would be to write it on my pants. I was drawing the map on my pants when I realized that I made a mistake. I freaked out and started rubbing my pants really hard and fast where I made the mistake, and, to my surprise, the map started rubbing off. I rubbed the whole thing off, thinking that maybe my pants weren't the best place to have a map.
I head inside, to hopefully return the pants to that room before my mom finds out I took them, but as soon as I started climbing the staircase to the second floor, where my room is, my mom came over and asked me if I was happier about the move now that I'd seen outside. I said something to her, to try to get her to leave me alone, I don't know what, but she kept following me anyways, all the way up to my room, where she stood in the doorway while I sat on my bed.
That's when my sister woke me up. Grr. It was a really interesting dream, too.
1 Comment: Posted by Brother Bear @ 03/16/2004 05:15 PM PST
That's a good point about the Christians.. but they are the Public Majority. Well, in the USA anyway. I don't think it's necessarily a good thing that we're moving away from Christian values, but I don't think it's a terrible thing either. People just need to be more open-minded about things (says the homophobe). Sorry but that's just not natural.
