robot pirate scorpion

so i stumbled upon a few cool things lately- orkut, del.icio.us, yulblog, and the mini-blog. i’m not going to run down the first two because a) as much as i’d like to, i don’t live in brazil and can’t speak portuguese, and b)i’m years too late on this one and you’ve probably all been there and done that already. some things i just can’t get into right away, and delicious was on of them. useful, kinda neat actually, but whatever.

the main topics of discussion for today’s lecture are yulblog and another (mini)blog i found. firstly, why i like yulblog is because it’s a regularly updated stream of random tidbits of lives that are lived close to mine. it’s kind of interesting to read miscellaneous posts and realize that i may have actually run into one of these people today and not even known it. (literally, i almost hit a lot of people/cars on my daily bike rides to school. i blame it on the video games as a kid.)

in reading one of the blogs, i came across the miniblog, which you may or may not have seen already.  i think this is neat because it’s so random and has almost no possible context.  so, similarly to why i find random blogs interesting, mini randomness is even more interesting because there is no context to the post, no follow-up, no explanation, no nothing.  almost no point.
it might be something i’d incorporate here. i think that having only tiny posts to write is less daunting than writing almost a full page.

just thought i’d share.

p.s.- in case anyone’s wondering; yes i am only writing this as a way to procrastinate some more. my homework is really annoying.

so i had a dream. wait, stay with me here, and it was pretty intense. it’s been more than 12 hours since i woke up, so it’s not terribly fresh in my mind, but it disturbed the shit out of me and i feel i should share. i’ll recount it for your reading pleasure.

i was being chased by a group of people. “who was chasing you?” you ask? people i work with, that’s who. i don’t really know any of them as i choose to read instead of socialize during the few moments i can choose to do either, but i recognized the faces. they didn’t chase me the entire dream.
i was hosting a party at home, and similar to real-life, it was in a basement loft. it was really far underground, almost like some metro stations here in montreal (namur. or maybe verdun.) the cops showed up and, as i tend to do when i’ve been hitting the bottle, i wasn’t having any of their sass. somehow this turned into a chase. the cops weren’t chasing me anymore, though. every time i would look back to see how far behind my pursuers were, i would see a different familiar face of someone i’ve seen at work. the most disturbing part is yet to come.

i realized, or rather they demonstrated to me through several acts, that these people were ruthless, and would stop at nothing to capture me and prevent me from escaping with my precious cargo. (yes, for some reason i realized that i had something in my pocket that these people absolutely could not let me get away with.) so after racing through underground malls, a fake-out in a public bathroom stall, and a close run-in on some escalators (similar to the ones in the hall building at concordia- for you montreal/concordia locals) where i made an amazing fake/ninja-style acrobatic getaway, i ended up in another bathroom staring down a coworker who had nothing but my thwarting and demise in mind.

WHAT WAS THAT!?!? How’s that for a little of the old ultra-violence? who the hell dreams about pulling peoples’ eyes out? what the hell is wrong with me? does anybody know what this could mean?

comments are greatly appreciated and welcome. i’m afraid i might kill someone tonight when i go to bed.

any interpretations?

ps-i got away in the end.