This is the last time I’m posting about my dreams. So today’s dream all started back at my old house. I was walking up my old street, in some pajamas and a dressing gown, trying not to look weird. It was dark… early in the morning I’d guess. Lots of people were about in the street, going about their lives. I did my best not to look weird.
I reach the top of the street and see Jonny standing there. I ask him if he’s getting a lift off someone to go to uni. Turns out he is. A car pulls up and he gets in.
So then I’m in an episode of House. It turns out, for House to think straight and solve all of the bliss medical mysteries, he has to have a sort of woodern frame placed around him. It’s magnetic and looks like a piece of antique furniture. So we put it up and it fits around the 2 couches we’re all sitting at.
Then I was at a movie premier and Jennifer Saunders is there. Luckily she knows Hugh Laurie so it doesn’t matter that we’re early and don’t have tickets.
Then my head is hit off a tree, and Dr Wilson says I’ve got internal bleeding in my head. I can kind of feel the pressure building up, and they have to cut through a massive tree with a drill for some reason. Then they’ll be able to cut open my skull and relieve the pressure.
Self Clownage For Assholes:
Ever felt like you’re not coming across as a fucking idiot? Why not write something like the following. That should solve the problem:
“My plans at the moment are to have an amazing time at uni with my new friends I’ve made there (and also the people I’ve known a lot longer of course), then when I’m finished I plan to go around the US and Canada with Lindsay for a year doing freelance photography, after that I’ll take life as it comes and hopefully have an amazing time along the way.
I’m not so fucking retarded that I have to resort to drugs to have a good time.
I’d much rather spend all of my money and be in shit loads of debt and be happy, than go to work and earn money, but not be able to spend it because I’m stuck in work.
I’m the type of person that enjoys life a lot, even when things are going horribly wrong.
So fuck if life shits on you, make life your own and find a way to make it the best you possibly can.
The way I see things, I’m young and still have a long time left before I have to worry about debts and bills, I do have them now, and although I used to worry, now I don’t.
I don’t plan to worry about them till I’m in my very late 30’s either.”
… A WILHELM SCREAM ARE FUCKING SHITTTTTTE! Here’s the video for their terrible new song:
Finally finished shooting principal photography. Now its down to the edit and special effects. Should be pretty good when its finished. I’m so glad the filming is over. I’ve had a hair cut. Now maybe we can all get along a bit better.
Now here’s today’s weird dream. So we were all ready to go play a gig with Tripdash. We get everyone to the venue… must have been some place in Newcastle but it looked like it was at a school with a bar in it. We arrived and started to set up when we realised that Tripdash only have one guitarist so we needed to bring a guitar cab.
Me and Jonny headed back to the practice room to get the cab and it took us ages to get back to the venue… we arrived about midway through Tripdash’s set. The next band on was really weird. Jord was in the band… and some other people too… but they kept forgetting what they were playing, and decided to play the Five Knuckle song “All Ages”… which sounded a lot like “A Measured Response” for some reason… but they pure slaughtered it… and someone’s guitar was out of tune. So I was pissed off to say the least… because they just played out opening number.
And that’s all I can remember… but I think I was in the weird band for a little bit… and couldn’t play the bass cos I was holding a joint in one hand… and trying to give it to Jord. SO WEIRD. Why am I dreaming about drugs!
Today marks the last day of shooting for our feature-length movie Encounter. Its looking good, despite a severe lack of interest in filming it towards the end. Just a couple final scenes, shouldnt be too difficult to accomplish in an afternoon. Then its all down to edit, special effects and attempting to create the illusion of spaceships flying around. Jeez.
Is anybody remotely upset about the website going? I’m relieved. It looked shitty anyway. Our intentions were great, but ultimately thats all they were. Good intentions. And there’s a lot more important stuff going on than making goofy videos. Gotta have a purpose, ya know. Gotta have a goal in life.I woke up today with a really bad pain in my neck. I can’t look down without it hurting for some reason. I took some pills. Maybe I’m turning into House M.D? Hope so.
I had a dream last night that I offended loads of people in a pub with my parents, and was shouting at them something like “If you’d smoked as much weed as I have in your lifetime [insert stupid justification here]” Truth is I don’t remember much about it but I do remember shouting it in front of my parents… and there wasn’t much uproar. Who cares about drugs these days anyway? Not my parents. Well I left the pub and got into a sports car… and I was wasted… and I was driving pretty recklessly. Strange Dream.
(Cue: “That wasnt a dreeeeaaammm!!!” joke)
I Love This:
I also happened to dream that all of my teeth were really small… and they looked horrible… like they’d gradually been eroded. DAMN YOU ENAMEL EROSION ADVERTS!
