Sherlock Holmes and Block parties

I'm going to start writing about my dreams. Just for kicks.

For refrence, I usualy have a two a night, if and when they are strong enough to remember.

Last night began with me hearing that there was a casting call for Mrs. Hudson to be in a new sherlock Holmes series. For some reason, all those in attendence were my age, even though she's an old lady in the book.

The important thing is, Sherlock Holmes was there, and it was extremly important i impress him and I did. It was sorat reality show-ish, with people getting sent home whenever, and I was always worried my lack of accent would make me loose the job.

Then things get hazy, and suddenly were in a boat and something happens where someone or something needs to be rescued, so I jump out of hte boat to save whatever it is, and Sherlock *Jeremy Brett* version jumps in to help me. By the time I get back on the boat he's elemenated all but like two of the other girls.

Then were in a neighborhood I dream about alot. Its always with differnt peope in a differnt situation but its got brick houses that are tall and old. SOmeone walks up to us and asks us to help find his brother or something.

Its not foul play, theres neighborhood wide party or something, and thats where he is we just gotta help look.

This is when the dream completly shifts.

So now I'm in this block party dream, all thoughts of sherlock forgtten, and I start going through houses looking for people. Its pretty familur, college atmosphere open room whatever crazy music beer fest. I see Cody making out with some girl, but weirdly enough he's the only person in this whole dream I reconize, and I wasn't even close to him.

So I go through the houses and find myself in a backyard thats covered in stuffed animals. Of course I climb up the mountain of cuddily creatures and talk to a kid. I can't remember who it was, not a real person anyway, slid down the mountain, and go back to dream 1.

Suddenly I remember i'm in this reality game buying for the part of hte land lady who by now I think is a differnt part all together, when the kid runs up and thanks me for helping. Sherlock/Jeremy *I don't know if he supposed to be the real person or his character* hugs me and I think "I love this dream"

But I don't wake up until I relize I really have to go to the bathroom.

Waking up at the start of the end of the world

If you had asked me last year what I would be doing one year from them, I would not have answered correctly.

If you had asked me 2hrs PRIOR to what i would be doing on Friday Night, I would have been wrong.

So there I stood by a trashcan, with one person I really do not like, another I feel a certain loyality too, and a guy I only knew by name.

She's great to hang out with when you have no respect left for anything. We spoke of doing illegal things.

We get along great on the surface, its just the whole consciouse thing in the back of my head thats banging on the walls of my brain screaming "STAY AWAY" that bothers me.

Too many things we have in common

Krisit is a HORRIBLE driver. I'll probably die if I stay in that car too much longer.

The boys went to gutair world. I'd got three calls asking for Kyle. When did I become his secratary?

I'm going to get kristi to show me Ugly Betty.

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNND, I"m going to get he courage to talk to you. :)

The things we do

Life is made up of crazy ideas you came up with that worked out, and crazy ideas you came up with that never quite made it.

The time we walked across 31 at 3a.m. in our PJ's to get staired at in Starbucks.

The party you ditched us at, the time I relized I didn't want there to be anymore times with you.

There are things that simply don't happen. Plans that get changed, circumstances beyond our controle.

And THEN there are the things that sound like awesome ideas at the time, but not so much later on.

Kristi is GOOD at knowing when I think something will be awesome. Sometimes her ideas are, most often though I get half way into it until i relize it will lead to our demise.

There was the night *not involving kristi* on a boat where the three of us stood in the hallway that was rocky and small. We laughed becuase it was not a safe place to be and our only protector Joe, was currently indisposed with a toe cramp.

That was when we decided to see the sunrise the next morning. The two of us and Joe.

The next morning when the alarm rang we looked at each other and said "No"

Because we KNEW it wasn't going to happen. Its just one of those things.

*I did see a dolphine that morning though*

Mostly I just find it odd that every single thing in our life is made up of these little instances that do and don't happen. Either way its going to effect you for quite a while weather you relize it or not. Reflection upon these actions brings us to shocking and unwelcome conclusions that we are indeed the masters of the randomness.

People have always laughed at me becuase I"m a giant, pointing with fingers that have never touched a cloud.

I'm not sad.

I'm not even apathatic.

Infact, I'm pretty well adjusted to the inconsistencness which is my world.

Things I'm doing well.

-Staying out of stupid possive arguments

-Not freaking out when it seems everyone disagrees with me, on every possible thing. Quite frankly m'dear, they can go screw themselves

-Not bummed that I was completly right about you.

Seriously though, I've known something was going to change, and I've been subconsciously prepairing for it. So, world, God, crazy stupid friends of mine, give it your best shot. You can not shake me.

Well you probably could, but I'm not going to let you.

Probably at least. ;) Promises are like Pie crust, they are meant to be broken.


Me: He's just not reliable

Stepp: EXELENT POINT!


"We should do lunch, talk about life and people and behavor."-I worry I won't be nearly as interseting as you think I am. I relish the challange.

The Unimpressive death of everything you held dear

Surprisingly, You and I are not hte problem

It is everyone else.

Yes.

Because you don't get along with her, and she drives me crazy and that one girl likes you and i'm jealous of her but annoyed with her friend who you say is tolerable.

WHY CAN"T WE ALL GET ALONG!

Pfft. Like Hell I"d tell you what i know.

"How many people do you know who'd keep a seceret, anything you told them, to themself?"

"I don't know, two. Your blocking my path"

"I know."

"well how many do you have?"

"Two, maybe 1"

***

"You can't think about it like that. Not even I think about it."

"I can't help it. It scares me"

On a latesummers eve

It had been on my to do list for a little over two years. I checked the date. I almsot gave up, twice.

You see, my dad would not have let me into that part of town had he known, and becuase i was not precisly clear on the location of my quest I spent quite a bit of time praying the weird man on the bike wasn't going to scractch my car.

Once I got there, I expceted to things like weeds, and flowers. The only other time I'd been there I made SURE to commit the spot to memory. IT was under a tree, on a hill, it looked remarkably modern. Strange even. I liked the tree though, and I would have to accept what was in stone.

Right then. Weeds, Flowers, grass clippings. The sun was setting and I was worried they were going to call me before I got a chance to do what i came for.

Then, and this is the second time, I couldn't find it. I was at the tree, but I felt awkward. And then someone pulled behind me and wasn't getting out of their car. Perhaps I wasn't up to date on ediqutte. Perhaps I was and this guy just made easy targets out of mourners.

Into the car I went, but on my way around the bend I saw the guy.

So flowers and grass and weeds, all of these I expcted.

I didn't excpect Jake.

Deciding it would be dumb to NOT find it I pulled back around. He was wearing cloths merroring my own, his attitude more...somber.

He saw me, and I think it woried him that we knew about the other one. How strange I thought, that out of all the days of all the years we end up the only two on this land, 3ft away from each other.

He knew right where he was going, and I soon found her, and we respectivly did our thing and went our ways.