argh. i'm exhausted. i had the strangest dreams last night, and it feels like i didn't sleep at all. they weren't that weird now that i think about it; i was reading reviews for silent hill 4 yesterday. the third in the series was too scary for me to finish, and the reviews brought back the tension of wandering around in the dark...
so: the dream was basically a remix of 28 days later and silent hill three. city taken over by zombies who can run, and me always running out of ammo for the gun and having to use that fucking lead pipe on the undead. the odd (and disturbing) part was all the sex. in the dream, there were pretty massive zombie-free zones on the beach, fairly well-protected, tho not entirely secure, as the zombies would sometimes try the swarm technique on us. as you can imagine, once safely in a free zone, after fighting legions of flesh-eaters to rescue the living, people fucked like bunnies.
and it was one of those dreams that you fall right back into if you wake up, which i did frequently as the dream made it... hard to sleep at times. and stanley decided to play fetch with himself in the bedroom at 4:00 am. he's got the old obsession back, and he's sort of figured out that if he drops the ball with a flick of his head, it's enough movement on the ball for him to be able to give chase. and that ball bounced loud on the wooden floors. after about fifteen minutes of it, i got up and stole his ball. and went right back into the zombies.
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