"I can't believe you said that! Apologize to the entire continent of England!"

Long time no talk, LJ! That's what happens when you break your damn laptop screen, I suppose. But now I have time (read: hours upon hours) to kill at an airport, so I shall blog!

I'll be trying JulNoWriMo again this year, but I can't decide what to write. I could work on one of my fanfics - they allow previously started stories. But I once again feel the urge to write something original and possibly publishable. BUT I HAVE TOO MANY IDEAS!

1. iFiles - the FBI's squad that investigates the far reaches of the Internet (read: there's an Agent 4chan). I have a full cast list and vague plot for this, but I honestly think it would work better as a comic than a story.

2. This dream I had the other night - sort of a Harry Potter/Animorphs/Obernewtyn fusion. There's an 'information night' for a new academy of the best and brightest (it would be set in a slightly dystopic future), and after all the children and teens arrive, the "teachers" essentially either seduce them to the dark side, or imprison them. A small group, in their panic, activate previously unknown abilities, and shift into an animal form. From there, they go on the run as the academy enslaves the entire island (think more England size than Hawaii size). They can only do one animal - there's four girls, who shift into a bear, a snake, an owl, and an eagle - bear!girl is immediately captured due to the size of her animal, and eagle!girl learns to shift into other bird forms eventually. There's three boys - a mouse, some sort of weasel-type creature that's bigger than a ferret but smaller than a badger (I'm currently thinking meercat), and... I'm not sure what the last boy is. Monkey, maybe.

3. Dmitri Jones, Henchman - I recently rediscovered what I've written for this series, and realized it's kindof awesome, so I'm thinking about picking it back up.

4. A Gallowsverse story, set between the two prequel short stories and Gallow's Humor, in which Ryan is set on the trail of an escaped Death Row inmate and hilarity ensues.

5. The Secret School - fantasy story set in a world similar to Dmitri, but a little less slapstick. Centering on the goings-on of a school for the 'darker' side of things - assassins, thieves, spies, bodyguards, etc.

...having typed all that out, I gotta say that I'm leaning towards #5.

Oh, I also had a mini-dream in which I, as me, was reading a (published) book that was Fred/Snape mpreg. And George was evil. WTF BRAIN?

Okay, so. What Happened At HP Release, plus the awesometastic (non-HP) dream I had last night that I should make into a book.

HP RELEASE:

I woke up at around 2PM, got dressed, and watched some King of the Hill while eating Cheerios and Toaster Strudel. Then I drove off to Tattered Cover (Highlands Ranch edition), where I sat around for a half hour until Julia showed up. We got pictures taken of us by some guy, and then decided to walk over to Qdoba to get some eats and tell her about the leaked book. Twas awesome.

Anyway, then we went back and leeched off of some free intarwebz at TC and used the power cord they had for the lights in the windows (yes, we both brought our laptops). Around 7 or 8, we decided to join the line that was forming - turned out to be a good time to join, too, because the people right behind us were totally awesome. We played some wizard rock until my laptop died (my laptop battery = CRAP), and then sat around and chatted for a while... and then played Bad Romance Popcorn Reading.

Basically, they each went over to the romance section and got a horrible, terrible romance novel. Then, one would start reading (this hilarious - and rather cute - boy, who read it in a dramatic British accent) a porn scene, until someone said, "Popcorn!", at which point the next person would start reading. We did this for at least an hour, and I got some hilarious video on my phone of it. (There was one book where the scene was between 'Darkwolf' and 'Junga' - we cracked up so hard at that one.)

Julia took her meds, and I was hyper, so I took some of hers too (her mom had included a pill that Julia hasn't taken in over a year; I decided to have it! It was a mood stabilizer, so it didn't actually do anything). Found some trivia books, read 'em aloud. Then the people behind us brought out Risk - ya, rly. So we watched them play that, and found out that one of the guys there was a major fan of Zacharias Smith, because his own name was Zachariah Smith. Hee.

Plus, me and Julia both had wands, which we got entirely so we could pretend!duel, and then go, "But I know something you do not... I am not left-handed!" It was awesome. And then the book was released, and we got our books, made our way through the HUGE MASSIVE CROWDS that wrapped around the building (ya rly), and then got some McDonalds cuz we were starving to death. Then we went back to Julia's house, ate our Mickie D's, and watched Family Guy. And then we went to bed. Hooray!

Ppl, remind me to never eat Mickie D's again, no matter how hungry I am: it makes me horribly sick. For a long time afterwards. Sigh.

( And now, my AWESOME dream )

So, counterfeitcoin made a post about a dream she had, and it reminded me that I hadn't told you all about the awesome dream I had last night, in which I married an Indian girl! It was especially interesting given that I was initially a guy who had to perform the 'wife' part of the ceremony, and later I turned into a girl. Also, one of us already had a child, who was a baby but, like, huge.

And then there was this other dream, in which me and my cousins were at this grand hotel (which, actually, is possibly the same hotel that featured in an earlier dream I had in which I played a cast of characters intent on killing this one person - I think that one was influence by Smokin' Aces) that was hosting an anime convention, and there were all these escalators to different levels that were like all escalators in my dreams, which is that they're too fast and too steep, and riding on them makes you feel like you're going to be thrown off and fall to a horrible death (this is odd, because I don't actually have a fear of escalators. Just in my dreams).

There was also a number of big theater/lecture hall type rooms, including one that reminded me of yet ANOTHER dream I had, in which I was on a football team, and it was the big game, and I had been out... doing something, and when I showed back up, the game was about to start, and for some reason it was being played in, like, a theater, and I had to run through all these comfy chairs (some of which also had huge TVs in front of them) to get to the field.

...I have extremely odd dreams. And for some reason, they all take place in the same universe - there's this one particular mall, this one city system, there's a casino/arcade island, there's a mountain range surrounded by hills and including a really terribly creepy lake full of old Victorian-age skeletons and vehicles just lying there, silent. And now this hotel!

Maybe there's something to the theory put forth in DWJ's Witch Week, with slight splinter worlds that should only exist in dreams. Maybe I'm just seeing my life in other worlds. Although, well, that wouldn't really explain how I'm people in drastically different situations, and sometimes guys and stuff. Eh, maybe my brain is just crazy. Makes just as much sense.

Okay, so. I had a simply bizarre dream last night. Well, actually, two dreams. One took place at a concert, I think, except that the concert was at a stadium that was shaped rather like a school - actually, it was a symphony, I remember now! Anyway. That one was interesting, but not in an easily descriptable way.

The second one, though, that was... wow. I mean, gang warfare! I was this guy, part of the Red gang (we wore red shirts, no Star Trek jokes plz). We were going out to battle the Greens, and I got solid intel that there were a bunch of Greens in this one building. So I went there, and started gunning people down... and then realized that they were actually Blues! Who we had no quarrel with! Of course, now they were shooting back, so I kept shooting, but tried for non-fatal shots this time as I tried to escape.

So I got back to Red HQ, and whisper what happened to my friends. Now, obv., the Blues arrive at HQ all hollering and threatening, and it's going to escalate rather quickly (because the other Reds have no idea why the Blues are freaking out at them), and my friends push me forward going, "DO SOMETHING!"

So I stand in the middle, and holler, "HEY!" Everyone quiets down, stares at me. And I lose my nerve to confess, so I turn to the head Blue, and go all, "How do you know for sure it wasn't a Green or something, dressed up like one of us, tryin' ta frame us?"

The lead Blue is all, yeah, hm, that's true. But hey, we've got witnesses! Let's see. So she goes and gets this kid (literally, kid - the rest of us are late teens or so, and the witness is maybe 8). I puff out my cheeks, narrow my eyes a little, and flare my nostrils, in the hopes of making my facial structure different enough not to be recognized. It doesn't work, and the kid identifies me. The Blues immediately grab me (and the Reds, including my friends, immediately go, bye-bye!), even more pissed off since I tried to push blame on someone else.

I ask if I can talk to their leader before they kill me, and they (reluctantly) agree. So I start off, all, "I know you have no reason to trust me, especially after that little stunt, but I swear to you that we all our intel said it was a Green hideout, full of them. I swear. And as soon as I noticed that it was Blues, not Greens, I started to shoot only in defense, and not fatally.

The Blue leader believes me, and also has an idea. She pushes another Blue out of the way of the computer and brings up an image before dragging me over. "What do you see?" she demands. I blink. "A gray circle." And then wonder why she's showing me a gray circle. It turns out to be a version of this (yes, rly), so she grimly says: "You're color-blind. And someone in the Red intel knows."

And then I woke up. Damn, I wanna know what happened! Who was the mole in the Red intel who was trying to start a war between the Reds and Blues? How will I and the Blue leader bring him/her down?! Will the Blues accept our burgeoning relationship given that I massacred a bunch of them?! I want to know!

So. I totally had a whacked out dream last night.

At first, I was the best friend of Sanjaya (yes, the Sanjaya-from-American-Idol; no, I don't watch American Idol) and was comforting him, saying that even if he didn't win AI, he had such a large fanbase that he'd get a record deal. And he said that yeah, but it'd be like William Hung! And I said, well, that's how it'll start, but then they'll hear your beautiful voice - and I love your voice, really, it's just perfect! - and then they'll become fans!

And then, suddenly, I was part of a special ops unit, and we jumped out a window into the ocean, where we swam to this island that we tried to infiltrate. We wound up surrounded by people with guns (note: the guns were, like, Revolution-era, and the town was from an Old West movie), and their leader came forth. And he was all, "Instead of battle, we shall play a game!"
Me: "Rugby?"
Him: "It is a spin-off of football!"
Me: "Rugby?"
Him: "It is.... BAROOSH!"
Everyone on my special ops team: *GASPS OF HORROR*
Me: "...rugby?"

I woke up before I found out what baroosh was. (Note: according to Google, Baroosh is a town in the UK.)

I kind of love me.

Dude. I totally had a dream last night that had a freaking SONG in it. I swear to God. It was a totally awesomely bizzare song, too. Like, it was the story of this guy named Johnny who was in love with a girl named Mary, but Mary thought he was Paul. And they got married, and Mary still thought he was Paul, and then Margaret came along and knew he was Johnny, and he was relieved because he was starting to think he was Paul!

...no, seriously. And after listening to this song, I took a shower. In my dream. Plus, yesterday, I totally had a dream where I played baseball - like, I could seriously feel the mitt. My dreams are starting to weird me out.

Songs
To hear or write songs in your dream, indicates that you are looking at things from a spiritual viewpoint. Your future path is a happy one with good health and much wealth. Consider the words to the song that you are dreaming about for additional messages.
So... what kind of message does that song give me? That I need to lay off the soap operas?

In other news, the ride-along was awesome! Tons of fun, and we didn't even really do anything. There were two accidents we went to (one of which was caused by a drunk driver), a couple of cars we pulled over, a couple of business alarms, a call of some guys throwing rocks at a building, and there was one guy we were going to arrest, but right as we were about to take him in, there was an accident, like, twenty feet away. Sadness.

Plus, the deputy I was riding with? Totally looked like a cross between David Monahan and Scott William Winters. Too bad he's married with two kids (one of whom is around 20 years old or so).

Now I just need to get ahold of my cousin so we can hang out this weekend. And by 'hang out', I mean 'watch tons of Torchwood, play with my Wii, and annoy the cat'.

I had the most bizarre dream last night. And I can't even blame it on my sleep meds because I didn't take any.

So it starts out, and for once I'm myself - or, at the very least, resembling myself - and I'm with a group. More than one other person, and not a huge number, but I don't recall the exact number. Anyway, we're going to Las Vegas, which is evidentally in the mountains, as we're climbing all over this mountainous country. And, like, we see this one patch of land that stands out as different and something we've never seen before, and one of the others goes "That must be plain," and we all stare at it. Yeah, I don't know. Anyway, there's also patches of frost that everyone's complaining burns their feet. I shrug, as I don't feel it since I'm doing that flying/jumping thing I tend to do in ALL of my dreams ever (it's not like I'm soaring in the skies, or am horizontal while flying; it's more like when you're right in the middle of a jump, only it's constant).

There's also all these long tannish colored tufts of things that at first we think are some weird kind of grass, but eventually figure out are fur - cat fur, to be precise. We're wondering why there's huge tufts of cat fur all over the place, when we start coming across these dead animals that are, like, frozen in place. This, somehow, makes us realize that the mountains near Las Vegas are heavily infested with cougars, so we start to run into the city, since night's falling and we don't want to be eaten.

So we wind up in Vegas, and suddenly we're no longer runaway kids (the impression I had been getting), we're on a secret mission. We find a large, open room (a bit like the clubhouse at the pool that Joe's mom used to manage, except that it's set over a highway). And then I start passing out gadgets. At this point, there seems to be four of us, and the two guys are like Oscar and Alan. The girl is Julia, I think, but she also had some qualities of Ed. Oscar gets some sort of chemicals for his gadget, including something that acts as a super-duper-super glue. EdJulia gets a set of thing that are a bit like what you'd expect someone doing roller derby to wear for protection, plus a little scanner thing that tells you the exact speed/distance/whatever of what you're scanning plus functioning as a pair of binoculars. I tried it out, and it was pretty awesome - the view was brilliant and the scanner functions were varied and brilliant. But I then noticed that to try it out, I had been standing in front of the nice, big window, so I spazzed out thinking people had seen me. I don't remember, even vaguely, what the other two gadgets were.

Anyway. Somewhere in here, there was a bit where we were at a Chuck E. Cheese/Fat City kind of place, hiding from some others. And I ran into the children's bathroom and into one of the stalls for sick children, and tried to pretend I was one. I was found like whoa easy though. Then we got taken to this palace/mansion sort of place (and yes, in my mind, this is all still Vegas). And here's where it starts to get weird, and I makes me think I should stop watching Oz. Because suddenly I'm all third-person instead of first, and I'm following around Ryan fucking O'Reily. No, not joking. Anyway, we're all searched, except that part of my subconcious recalls things I learned from explorers, as we hide all the stuff we need in our crotches. And then there's like, an auction or something. Of people. Including us. And O'Reily is bought by the ruler of the mansion/palace, some chick who I think is based more than a little off of the villain lady from the book Scorpia, because I'm crazy like that.

And then, um, stuff happens. And O'Reily is suddenly someone else, who is either married or pretending to be married as an excuse as to why he can't, um, go all the way. And he lulls her into a sense of security, and the group breaks out, and they're all running up this, like, cliff thing, and then they remember the coyotes and go back all reluctantly. And here's the part where my dream goes stupid, because the main character walks over and starts thinking that okay, he'll just go with her and pretend to be her boy-toy (or whatever), because she's about to head to Las Vegas, and he can meet up with the rest of his team there.

Yes. THIS is why I like dreams. They're so deliciously bizarre.

EDIT: Oh, and I'm coming down with a cold because I slept with my window open last night. I've got a messed up throat, and now my ears and nose are ALL screwed up. Grar. Oh, and I got the 10th X-Factor comic - which would be awesome, but I don't have the 9th. Grrrreat. And another edition, I got a "Learn Welsh!" tape/book thing, so if I start randomly trying to write in it and screwing up horribly, don't be too cruel.

So. I had a very odd dream last night. The only part I can really remember? I was trying to find something to watch, and nearly every channel had Pokemon playing. Yes. I don't know why my brain decided that would be a good idea. There was also something that I'm fairly certain was Maximum Ride influenced - there was this island, right, full of a bunch of children that scientists had rescued, and they all had powers. I... really don't know what's wrong with me. Bwah.

Twenty minutes till Psych! Think I'll go play some Sims.

I think Friday's Numb3rs messed with my brain. Last night, I totally had a dream where, at one point, I'm going to have lunch, and I'm chatting with a teacher as I enter the cafeteria. He splits off to go sit with other teachers, and I'm standing there staring around because there are no completely empty tables. Bad middle school flashbacks, man. Baaad.

Anyway. I managed to (barely) survive the run yesterday, although I did almost a full minute worse time-wise. I also crapped out on push-ups - didn't go low enough. I did four more sit-ups than previously, though! So I did improve in one area! Anyway, in academics/practicals? I got 5th out of 12 overall! I averaged my exam scores and figured out that I actually came in fourth for academics, but I royally effed up all the mock calls, so I was out of the running for best overall.

NO MORE SATURDAY CLASSES OMG THANK YOU! Of course, now I need to figure out how to work our new DVR, since explorer meetings? Thursdays 6-9PM. So I'll get back right after CSI ends, hah.