I don't mention anything important in this post. Just talking about spiders and my dreams last night. So if you don't feel like reading, move along.
Oh ****! That sucks Erich. I ought to send you into my attic/crawlspace someday. Crazy paranoid German used to live in my house before me, and in the crawl space there is this drop downs pot inbetween two walls in the relative locatoin of the hallway. My parents and I think it was used for weed or something, but now... oh, it's not used for illegal substances anymore. One day my dad's friend was in the crawlspace to help us hook up some eletrical stuff, blah blah. He almost fell down it, and he was like, "Woah." He looked down the crawl space, and he saw nothing but white... and black. And that was without his flashlight on. He turned it on, and there were the hugest freaking spiderwebs you had ever seen everywhere. And there must've been at least fifteen different species of spiders. I mean, MY GOD, there was a lot of spiders. So, basically, I can say I have a hive of spiders in my wall O.o We just leave them alone because they leave us alone. Just think about if we sprayed them. OMG THERE WOULD BE SPIDERS EVERYWHERE! Scary.
Anyways, I had the coolest/weirdest dream... like, holy crap. In case you guys didn't know, you have mutliple dreams when you sleep, you just usually remember the most recent one, if any at all. This is because you have multiple REM periods throughout the night, depending on how long you sleep. Anyways, I remember two of my dreams, and they were kind of spliced into one. First one was pretty normal. I was playing Melee with Kendric and Steven, and I forgot how, but I had a Wii controller. I think I won it in a contest or something, but I had no Wii. Then Miyamoto came to my door while we were playing Smash, asked me dad if we play Smash, he said yes, and Miyamoto handed him a Wii and Brawl to give to me as a present. However, my dad wouldn't give it to me. It started giving me this huge ol' lecture on how I need to take care of it, blah blah. I was getting really pissed, because if I had a Wii it would be my ultimate baby. I would take care of it as though it were my soul. So things went on like that. End of dream #1
Dream number two was odd... It mainly took place on the streets and in and around my school (Keep in mind in the dream it didn't look like Albuquerque nor like Manzano high school). Apparently there was this one "haunted house" and people kept walking behind continuelly and randomly kept getting pointed at/chosen by some guy in a... argh, what's those white masks called? You know, like the one that's sad and the one that's happy that are used to represent plays sometimes. Whatever. He had one of those on. And then this red door would appear, and he would invite you. They would make you feel call comfortable and stuff... but then when your guard was down they'd do something strange to you and you wouldn't see that person again. I saw this happen to someone, the guy chose him, he walked in, and I was like, "Woah." Then the guy turned around and pointed at me and the red door appeared. So I got the heck out of there. But I kept getting haunted by these white fuzzy sillhoutte. I can't remember much about them from the dream, but I remember they weren't good and they were kind of creepy... actually, real creepy. Eventually one of them got ahold of me and like transported me into this weird area. It looked normal at first, but it was infested with these unearthly bugs and hives and stuff. And there were several doors around. I went around closing all the doors which like... weakened their power. Then I got out of there. Then one night I was like, "Enough with this crap." So I went back to the red door, and the masked guy sucked me through the door. It looked like a house. A large, nice house, but it was odd and distorted at the same time. And there were masked like things everywhere. And they started coming up to me, so I pulled what I had brought with me, this sarerated swordbreaker, and I started slashing at them, but it went right through them. So I slashed at their faces and started cutting off their masks, and that pissed them off. And then I started killing them, and they went from semi-friendly, to really pissed. More came at me as I wondered through the house, they got more vicious and aggressive. Eventually they became really hard to kill. They started taking on the forms of Tazmanian devils, children, and dogs. I killed like their guard pet and three children or so and got out. And the hunt was one. They started hunting me everywhere. I went back to school and tried having a normal time, until one day a saw one of the trails that those white fuzzy things leave behind on the cieling, and it looked like me. I about pissed myself. I got up there and started ripping off the layers of the cieling saying, "This isn't me. I wasn't here. This isn't me. I wasn't here." I eventually got scared that I would come across something and get owned, 'cause I was nervous and scared, so I left to go get one of my friends. We eventually found one of those doors, but instead, it was in our world. I got a huge group of friends and people to follow me through the door. We all went through, got prepared, and my friend, Thomas, said, "Let's go kick some ***." And my dream stopped, or at least, from what I can remember. Some other random stuff happened, but I'm not sure it was part of that dream or after it. But yeah... if you dreamt it you would've thought it was cool, but scary. One of my better dreams in awhile. Sorry, I suck at explaining, and I left out quite a few details, so don't complain that that is long =P