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Content Merry Fistmas- I mean, Christmas, kiddies. Well, it's
not the big day until tomorrow (Australian Eastern Day-Light
Savings). And a bit longer for everywhere else. Heck, by the
time most of you American's be readin' this, it'll be Chris-
tmas morning here. Ho, ho, ho.
SO.
I MUST TELL YOU OF WHAT HAPPENED TO ME.
It's been a rather eventful few days for me.
What happened first?
I was sleeping, it was the wee hours of Thursday morn. I had
a few... 'different' dreams. First one? Weeeeeeheeeheeell,
I'll simply put it like so: in my dream, I randomly made out
with a particular character of whom I fangirl over. Now, in
my retarded dreams, this is a... somewhat regular occurance.
NOW, the interesting part; I was very active in my sleep,
like, rolling around, flailing limbs and such. It only makes
sense that, when in my dream, my tongue was not on my mouth,
but someone elses, that it not be in my gob whilst I lay in
bed asleep. It was on my pillow. I was eating my pillow, in
my sleep. ~Epileptic-Trees drew it, as a Christmas pres-
ent to me. Apparently. [link] I think it's just so she
can get to me for being such a whack-job. THAT'S NOW EVEN
HOW THE DREAM WENT. I GOT SEME POSITION.
The next dream, I had a child. It was our cat. I was hiding
him from his crazy father, who was a King -- no, not my pil-
low. And anyway, in my dream, I grabbed my son/cat, and hid
him in some hay, and sat on the bale. In reality, however, I
had grabbed the cat, stashed it under my doona and lay some-
what on top of it.
Yup.
So that's my dreams!
NOW! Today. I was selling raffle tickets, and biscuits, and
other assorted goods, for Girl Guides, when Santa walked past.
I've seen him, and screamed "OH MY GOD, SANTAAAAA!" and ran
towards him; my arms out strechched. He's hurried out, and gr-
abbed a stick. AND SWATTED IT AT ME. Shouting "BACK! BACK,
BACK, BEAST!". Everyone, including strangers were laughing
I was mortified! He ended up dropping the stick and giving me
a hug. I will never look at Santa the same way, ever again.
8C
Ever heard of the survival Horror game, Amnesia: The Dark Des-
cent? It's gold, for videos of people shitting themselves whi-
lst playing it. !TheYellowSpaceCadet and ~Epileptic-Trees
and I watched one gameplay video of it, in particular, which
made us laugh extensively. Our favourite parts? That's not
traditional fire and OH SHIT I FOUND A PACKET OF MILKY
WAYS! GWOOAAAHHHH!!!. Good stuff. I recomend watching
it. [link]
Anyways,
Merry Christmas. I'll be sure to update on what I got when I can
ooooh ho ho ho~
You are insane. That poor cat.
Merry Christmas! (well, here in America anyways.)
8D
Meeeeerry Christmasssss.