"Life in General" quick script - Scene 1 -

I wrote a few scenes for a movie several years ago, as always, based on a dream I had lol Since I get bored easily with writing/typing, I only pushed out a few scenes and posted it on a site to see how people responded to the humor and characters. Those that read it seemed to really enjoy it. A few said they were addicted to the humor and demanded I inform them when I put a new scene out. I had gotten six scenes done before I had too many distraction and sidetracks. I fell out of it. BUT, for amusement, I'm going to post them on here, one a day. I've never written a "script" so I winged it. Don't judge me monkeys :| Scene 1 - Morning [INT-- BEDROOM] [you see a guy in bed on his stomach half covered with a blanket in his boxers. The window shades are glowing orange on it's edges from the sun] [alarm clock on the other side of the room rings] Guy: "huh..." [The guy shifts around as alarm clock rings gets louder making him roll over and falls off the bed on the right side] [he mumbles, face in a pair of shoes while stretching his arms out from his sides(left arm under the bed)] Guy: "Not a TERRIBLE start to a sunny morning I gue--" [A loud SNAP! is heard, and he starts yelling in pain pulling his arm out with an object on his hand . sliding around he hits his head on his night stand next to his bed. (Alarm still ringing)] [The object is knocked off his hand in front him] [Exaggeratedly and out of breath] Guy: "what the hell?!" [He picks up the upside down mousetrap while shaking his hurt hand and a little. A little green circle with a hole in the middle was underneath the mousetrap and he didn't notice. (alarm rings louder) He throws the shoe at the clock and it falls off the stand and stops beeping] [a brunette girl wearing punky/goth clothing comes bursting in the room and looking around on the floor]: Girl: "Where is it?! Derek! Where's the little furry bastard from hells parasite petting zoo?! I want to see it take it's last tiny little breaths and see the lights leave it's demonic beady little eyes!" [She looks at Derek on the floor sucking on his hurt fingers and realizes it was him. She stomps her foot] Girl: "DAMN IT! DAMN IT! DAMN IT! ...ok...calm down...reset it and and it'll be ok. the other traps are still there...waiting...hehehe" [The Derek stares at her with a confused upset look for several seconds and says]: Girl: "What?" "....ooooooooooOOOWWWWWWW!" [She rolls her eyes while taking the mouse trap from his unhurt right hand] [The guy sits back up against his nightstand and looks up at the ceiling rubbing his aching fingers, while the girl picks up the little green circle with a pair of tweezers and puts it in a little plastic case] Girl: "Don't be such a wimp. It's not like you lost your hand." Derek: "Have you done it?!" Girl: "Ha! God no, I'd kill someone in a violent destructive rage of pain. Now get up, I'll get some frozen peas for your wimpy little bruises" [The girl starts walking out of the room] Derek: "How can you be evil and sympathetic at the same time? You're like a estrogen based Nazi Tiera" [She turns around outside the door way and leans on her right hand on the doorknob and looks at him] Tiera: "Three things: A) Germany is cool B) Hitler sucked and C) I look waaaay better than any fascist in boots" [She gives a big squinty-eyed smile. She turns and impersonates a german soldier goose stepping down the hall] Tiera: "MICH HEIL!! MICH HEIL!! DIE NUR MAEDCHEN MACHT EUCH GEIL!!" [Derek smiles as a guy comes to the door seemingly in a rush] Guy: "Dude! You're not ready yet?! Get movin'! Derek: "What's the rush?" Guy: "I don't know it's um SATURDAY! Named after a planet and a God made by one of mankind's first delussional ancestors' beliefs!" [Derek thinks for second] Derek: "Some music guy is coming right?" Guy: "He's not just some music guy. He owns the biggest record company in Europe" Derek: "And that matters to you and me...why?" Guy: "Oh I don't know OH! Maybe it's because of what Ghallager said to us last week" [Derek starts thinking again and you see a flashback. In an office Derek and the guy both sitting in chairs infront of a desk. A 50-ish year old looking guy in a suit with suspenders without the coat is sitting edge of the desk in the middle] Ghallager: "Derek...Chase...You know I'm a nice guy at heart right?But, If you screw off, and mess this up, I'll microwave yo' bawls WHILE THEY'RE STILL ATTACHED UNTIL THEY EXPLODE!!...Ya got me?!" "Derek" and -Chase-: "Yes sir you're the boss" -Understood-"Balls. ding. boom." -euneuched- Derek: "Crystal Mr. G" [Flashback ends and goes back to the room] Guy: "I don't know about you, but I like my balls. I can't abandon them. Chase and his balls can't be seperable, one can't live fully without the others" [Derek stands up and stretches] Derek: "Alright alright, I'll meet you in the car in 10 minutes" Chase: "My future children thank you. I'll make some toast while you're getting ready and we can grab some coffee on the way there. Hurry" [Chase walks out of view and you hear footsteps going to another room, the kitchen.Derek starts pulling clothes out to wear] Derek:"Hey Chase watch out for mouse traps" Chase: "Watch out for what?" [You hear the sound of plastic crimpling, SNAP!] Chase: AGGHAAAAAAHAA! [ Derek frowns with mouth slightly open listening to the sound of plates and dishes and other things moving and crashing] [Footsteps clump down the hall and Tiera runs past Derek's door] Tiera: "Where is it?! Where is it?!" [You hear Tiera and Chase talking in the kitchen] Chase: "You put a mousetrap.... in the bread bag?" Tiera: "How was I supposed to know where the satan worshiping rodent gets it's fix? Stop your whining or I'll put one in your blowup doll" Chase: "It's not a blowup doll it's a punch me clown" Tiera: "What did Your PUNCH lines make the other one puncture her own wrists?...Hey don't throw bread!" [hear a little clatter] [Derek laughs as he puts his shirt on listening to them as he's getting ready] [[[END OF SCENE 1]]]

Dream- Alien War & Dalsii's Green Road Exodus

Had this dream several years ago and visually it was visually great. Typed when I was 3/4 asleep and needed something to focus on. Enjoy my brain powered random stories. Forgive typos :)

      Huddled together in groups of friends and family, the people were terrified from bombardment that had recently begun.  The cities that had been dug out and shaped throughout the mountains of red dirt for many generations,  could only handle so much.  With each impact parts of white painted ceiling displaying beautiful multi-colored quartz mosaics of great leaders and myths throughout the subterrestrial cities crumbled away, leaving only the red beneath.  An elderly man and woman covered in bits of debris, fall to their knees in the center of the room.  Looking up at the remnants of the female figure with red gemmed eyes that moments ago was undamaged, and they called out for resolution.  The face of the woman fell upon them, and they desperately grabbed at pieces of her face begging for mercy.  The old man pushed the red gems to his forehead and repeated to himself, "The Red Eyes of Aesonasi bring peace upon us. A hopeful life brings peace. Peace brings a hopeful life.  Bring us harmony within." The old woman, grabbed one of the red gems and did the same. 

     (The dream moved outside) It was dark. Walls of the red dust were pushing out from the row of mountains lit only visible from the faint blueish tint of reflected moonlight.  A buzzing sound like hornets or bees but deeper and low pitched seemed to fill the air, but I could only hear it with no movement besides the dust.  To the left of where I was, the there was a dot of green light that grew within a minute or so, and was then overtaken by pink and orange.  The sun(s) was/were coming up.  I started to see what looked like the floaters in your eyes, like pieces of plastic or glass that float across your eye bending the objects reflected light before it is translated in the brain to produce an image.  Whenever I would try to focus on it, I felt dizzy and it my eyes felt strained by it.  I gave up, and understood they were the cause of the sound.  I sat down(I knew I was dreaming and have control of myself), a purple blue dot started forming. sparks of the same color shot very erradic like firework artillery shell blasts but in a more compact way.  A hiss sound hurt my ears a little when I saw it burst forward towards the mountain, not like a lazer, but a mushroom cloud causing the air in front of it to light up exciting the gases in the air, leaving static rings as it's trail until it hit the side of the mountain.  Once it hit, it spread dust out like a smoke ring does when hitting an object, and was sucked back down into a vacuum(it seemed) made by the purple blue energy, lit up brighter than it had been, and exploded a large chunk out of the mountain.  It freaked me out, but was amazing to see. (I love the things my mind creates =D ) As this was happening, I could see people down in a walk way a ways down from where I was.  I blinked, and I was there.

I could touch them and talk to them, but my presence wasn't noticed or they couldn't see me.  I was pretty much a walking video camera in a movie(pretend it's not there).  They were carrying belongings.  Blankets, food, clothing, personal things, one man was carring an animal that resembled that what might be created if a large ferret and camel crossbred and out popped a pygmy pony sized offspring.  In a pace just below stampede, the poeple moved towards a specific spot just at the end of a narrow valley that ended in a cliff. As the people pushed through, I blinked and was at the edge of it.  I felt like I was too close to the edge and umped forward for safety.  Several feet to my right there was a green stone pole sticking out of the ground with etchings in it.  I stepped towards it and touched it.  It felt...soft, but a weird kind of soft.  Like a sponge, but not for water or any other liquid but SOFT(my brain told me) so I figured i'd find out soon what it meant.  Several men and women rushed in and dug at the ground in front of the pole, grabbing a buried handle that had to be a four or five feet wide.  They all pulled as the other people kept back waiting for something to happen.  It slowly moved back with their combined strength, and I watched as the pole started to rise revealing more spongy green with red dust falling away.  five more more poles started rising up from the ground in a line across the edge of the cliff, with the widest distance between the poles in the center. The people pulled it back until there was a loud CHONK, turned the handle left in unison to hear another CHONK, and started pulling again. The two poles in the center and the two poles on the outside stayed in place, but the middle poles moved towards the end of the cliff and moved off the side, moved out and down the cliff wall until level with the ground sticking out.  One more CHONK, they released the hand and it dropped.  It got so very quiet.  it was like the air was sucked out of all the lungs of those around...nothing was happening. I walked to the edge to the middle green pole sticking out, and saw it was (Flickering?) at it's base. I touched it, it got a little brighter, I tapped it, lit for a second and went out. I thought (christmas lights lol)  I smacked it full force and it lit up fast and bright and my hand felt burned instantly making me jump back. The rest of the poles lit up, the air felt like it was building a static charge.  I heard someone behind me in the crowded group say "he did it"(no idea who said that, but didn't care either IT'S A DREAM! someone else would've smacked it eventually lol).The ground began to rock or slide a little so I stumbled back until I was against the rock wall by the other people with my hand under my arm squeezing from pain(I feel pain in dreams...sucks so bad it's not funny >=( ). The ground in the middle of the cliff was sliding forward out off the edge slightly raising as the poles grew brighter in bursts speeding up from dark to bright and back to dark.  It started to look like the light of those flying craft's weapon but neon green, sparking out at a smaller distance, enclosed like it had a field blocking it in.  The ground just off the edge of the cliff where the ground had risen had a similar glow,, then I heard another hiss sound.  I saw something so awesome my face was :-O light was coming out of the front of that risen piece of cliff as a bridge of neon interlacing symbols of light that adjusted and moved specifically to create shapes.  Looking like lazer etched glass of neon lime and light green stretching out from the wall of the cliff gaining speed and width.  Some were saying thank you to themselves just glad it worked, others were staring waiting, a few saying to send people to tell the others they were going to going to ancestor's home.  I looked at them and asked "it's just a bridge of light where d'you think it's gonna do now?". watched the bridge grow out, and heard the buzzing sounds coming nearer as did they, and some started to panic but not go for the bridge. the bridge got to a distance and stopped about 50 meters off the cliff. a dark dot started pulsing with violet light swirling with green light, then blue, then red, back to blue then green, then black with something visible through it...another bridge, but definitely somewhere different.  The opening was now a large vertical oval shape big enough to fit 10 or so people into it at the center where the bridge was. they started walking towards it and stopped, worried that it might not be safe to walk on it.  I walked over to it talking to them(they could hear me bleh) "it's probably fine, look, see?" I started walking on it, a chsssh chssh chhsh sound with each step making the designs of the lights brighten and outline my feet.  The old man and women who had been praying and chanting with the red gems were there, and saw and heard my steps.  The old man pointed to them and yelled out "Aesonasi walks this path to shows us the way! She has saved us! We knew she'd show us the way".  of course, I was saying, "what the hell? no no no I'm not Aeson-....they can't see me...right...*sigh* well they're religious dreammade nutjobs, they'll see their and claim their gods and saints for anything and everything they want to take credit for just like the real world, bleh." So I just stepped aside and sat on the edge of the cliff and watched them rush across the bridge through the dark oval doorway.  the buzzing sound got severely louder.  As I heard it seem to fly overhead, one of the poles shot out a ball 9-10 meters above the bridge spreading a wave of green light in all directions.  I craft covered in static appeared, brownish orange in color making cranking swishing sounds but not dropping.  then another, and another, they were all becoming visible! 4 of them in total.  A few were charging their weapons before the green ball exploded and people had started panicking psuhing faster towards the oval exit causing a few to be pushed to the sides and would have fallen off if it weren't for a type of "force field" that only appeared when touching it, sending lines of electric energy out from contact point, like nerves in the brain spread out. the crafts fired their weapons, but were also stopped by a field that started where the ball of light exploded. I saw one of the crafts moving towards the tight spaced valley people were racing down through towards the bridge, knowing they planned to blast out the side of the mountain.  some more good luck, the explosion that revealed the crafts also messed with their weapons and seemed to take longer to charge (or they were waiting to charge a BIG burst, idk).  Blinked over into the valley instinctually yelling at people to hurry up forgetting they couldn't hear me, hoping maybe the field reached out to where these people and I were...and then...hissssssSSSSS, looked up and behind me, nope...didn't reach that far.  I saw an avalanche of dust,dirt, and rock come at me and I didn't blink.  The jagged boulders hit me, I felt numb and it was dark, felt like I couldn't breath.

Opened my eyes to see the green light glowing on my computer speakers and took a deep breathe like I hadn't had air for a while. lying down in the dark, I thought about the dream enough that it stuck to memory. the end *bow curtsy flip the big, doubletime the bird flippage, woo woo, DONE*. lol xD ok you can criticize and belittle my lack of writing and story telling skills now. hope you enjoy some of it at least.

Dream-Earth: Ice Age and Fall -- Written in dream journal 4/20/2008

Bored, so I decided to amuse with a dream journal entry from 5 years ago, ha. I was partially asleep and will be odd or just weird I dunno.  I remember the dream so I will add in the bits that I didn't get in since I was half dead trying to make sure i got the gist of it.  Here goes...

Saturday, 4/20/2008- Earth, Ice Age, and Fall

  We were moving to another planet that seemed to be half forest, and a mix between desert and what we called "wet-dunes" that felt like moist beach sand in your bare skin.  We had never seen the forest parts of the planet[up close like others had].  We were told that most of the plant life were hostile, carnivorous, and occasionally VERY fast when it was chasing down prey.  Apparently, the dominate plant species evolved detachable root systems, where they could disconnected themselves from their deeply dug in roots to capture mobile prey, then return and reattach to themselves.  They created their energy mostly through photosynthesis, but on days with little sunlight or the twilight season the planet goes through ever few year.  Due to the planets oddly tilted axis and the multiple eclipses of it's six moons, the omnivorous plants will hunt and slowly digest each meal to survive with little sunlight. 

   When we arrived at Sea Sands, or Suckiest Sea Resort as other called it, soldiers and doctors met with us.  The soldiers checked our IDs while the doctors were telling us we had to have NEW immunizations after a few more people fell victim.  They hadn't cared so much or took precautions when they arrived.  They knelt down and kissed the sands before soldiers could stop them, and since they didn't get vaccinated because their religion said it was bad... Needless to say, others that HAD the same answer about vaccines quickly wanted them.  

    Most of the people were happy just being somewhere warm, not having heavy thick coats on day and night sitting by a fire.  To them, this little patch of dampish sand, tents, and sunlight were heaven in comparison.  The new ice age had screwed the weather up so bad that the record low for California was -30F in the middle of April, and it was worse in other parts of the planet.  Canada and north had heated up quickly, flooded the upper half, then froze over in under a century.  Canadians immigrated into the US too fast to count.  The norther US states became statewide refugee camps with very little chance of helping everyone. riots in the groups, theft, murder, some groups band together to subjugate and take power.  The rest of the world were having problems, but we were dealing with the most.  Mexico offered us food, aid, and assistance, as did european and asian countries.  Political power all but dwindled because of the mass flow of people. Americans wanted to help, but the majority felt it wasn't their responsibility to assist our neighbors to the north financially(thinking we were fine/rich/and dandy).  Rioters across the country were protesting the new Red Maple tax that was passed, that took $.05 of every dollar made to assist in keeping refugee camps with cots, simple food, used clothing, bare essentials.  Within 10 years of the signing, Canadians were called "pitchers" by most americans,  because most of them were refused citizenship due to an increase dislike against anyone not born in america, they could not hold an official job and could not rent or buy a house which very few did. So most would just 'pitch' up a rigged tent from discarded boxes.  Mortality rate in the US had gone up 10% in the first few years alone for Americans, the toll for Canadians was higher.  Other countries saw this and were outraged, allies shunned us and told the leaders of the remaining political circle to assist those dying from the cold.  The leader said it was god's will and he would not intervene in the actions taken by god.  Then the wars started...

     The people that were now on the planet, including myself, were descendants of those who survived.  A population of 6 Billion was dwindled down to around 950 million.  Small cities still thrived that had advanced before the major wars, but were still targets for militia groups who'd take advantage and scavenge through cities that were bombed.  biggest groups in America lived in the forests.  Many groups gave themselves names after supplies that they were most abundant of so it was easier to trade, and only those they trusted knew the trade name.  One group had luckily come across a semi full of shake to charge/body heat charging prototype flashlights from MagLite.  They were The Maglites [My dreams can by cheesy and ridiculous...i know!!], but you get the picture...

A Quick Ranty Rant of Christmas History Information

(Forgive any typos if there are any. Quick write)

First off, I'm an atheist. I celebrate the season, we haven't wiped out the entire planet, be thankful for what/who you have, any good fortune, etc. My family is mostly Christian so you know how that goes. They've never done the, "atheist? Then why celebrate Christmas?"  They're not asshats. They understand it's more about family and friends than celebrating Jesus. But, when it comes to what they believe I still find it funny that Christians think cutting down a tree and decorating it is a Christian custom xD It's a pagan custom! It always has been and always will BE a pagan custom. The bible strictly forbids following the rituals and customs of other nations, that means all rituals and customs that are not JEWISH tradition are FORBIDDEN.

That means:
Cutting down a tree and decorating it in your home=forbidden.
Hanging a mistletoe=forbidden
Candles in the window=forbidden
Leaving out offerings to gods/idols/figures like Santa Claus=forbidden
wreath on the door=forbidden

Lessons for the History Ignorant- Santa Claus comes from the Dutch/Nordic mythological character Sinterklaas, whose story evolved over the centuries. Most of the traits he has were adopted/incorporated from Odin, but some come from folktales of a saint. Sinterklaas had Zwarte Piet (Black Pete) as his companion. Santa riding his eight reindeer comes from the "Wild Hunt". a spectral-like imagery, usually along with storms, of a hunting party on the move with Odin leading the way on his eight-legged steed Sleipnir.

Jesus, if he was real, was not born in December. It was lumped in then because it was already a time of celebration and would make it easier to convert locals by just shoving Jesus in front of them instead.
Centuries after the alleged birth of Yeshua (Jesus) they did not celebrate his birth because he was not seen as anything other than a man. No divinity, not a god, just a human. The "Christians" of the time rejected the idea of celebrating his birthday because celebrating the supposed birthdays of important people was a pagan custom.

Gift giving on Christmas and many other customs didn't become popular or even really exist to start until around 1840s. Gifts weren't given on Christmas. They gave gifts out on New Year on it's eve or January 1st, a gift to start off the new year off. Generally, gifts were food like fruits or nuts, trinkets and other things people made by hand. As it picked up speed and people started buying more pricier and bigger gifts, they started putting them under the tree.

Pretty much everything Christians do to celebrate their holiday and claim as a "time ol' tradition" is either stolen from other religions and cultures, or is less than 200 years old.
In the US, the whole fat bearded man in a red suit didn't become a general idea/standard until around the 1920s.
Rudolph the red-nosed reindeer is from a poem written in 1939 and didn't become a song until a decade later.
The hardcore Puritans'(Christians), better known as the Pilgrims the slaughter of Thanksgiving is based on, their second governor William Bradford considered singing Christmas carols, cheerful celebration, or decorations on trees a "heathen tradition" and a "pagan mockery" of a solemn Christmas.
In 1659, the General Court of Massachusetts made any observance, besides attending church, a criminal offense. People were penalized with fines just for hanging decorations. Christians were punishing/oppressing Christians who partook in time honored rituals and traditions because they wanted only THEIR version of celebration and only THEIR version of the religious observances to be recognized as the only one. When German and Irish immigrants started arriving about 160 years later, they had enough people who weren't asshats to overrule the laws. So, if Christians had their way back then, you wouldn't be decorating, singing, buying gifts, receiving gifts, partying, or enjoying yourself in any real way, because all of the things you do on/for Christmas/Yuletide is because of pagans and their traditions, their heritage, their mythologies, their ancient practices. Christians tried to stamp all of that out. So be thankful for pagans, they're responsible for your holiday cheer. Say happy fucking holidays. It's their traditions you're using, don't be an ass. Everything that you call "Christmas" is not a time honored tradition of Christianity, it's a time honored tradition of pagan rituals mixed in with modern consumerism that Christians got used to and are trying to claim as their own. They're ignorant of the history of their own damn holiday. :|

If you hadn't noticed, that's the Christians today with the imaginary war on Christmas, invented in order to try and stamp out anything that isn't what they want.
"Happy holidays" is a "war" against Christmas? :| Only the brain dead could come up with that. It's not a war. It's showing respect for others. If showing respect is hard for you because you're a Christian, you're proving just how ridiculous self centered and inconsiderate, unkind, and useless you are because of your Christianity. Or you're just a self-righteous bigoted asshole who uses your religion as an umbrella to openly be an unkind, disrespectful, and shitty person. The fact of the matter is, if you believe even an ounce of that "war on Christmas" bull, you're an idiot and a puppet to spread hate and disrespectful behavior. I have no use for human tools.

Anywho, that's all for now. Hope you enjoyed and learned a little. Adios freaks.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!!
From me, Loki

A Hardcore Lucid Dreamer is a Walking Zombie

Just realized that I haven't really done anything with this blogginess stuff. Might as well put some random stuff in here.  Today, it'll be explaining the best I can how my dreams are, and how they affect me physically and mentally each day.

I've had lucid dreams since I was about eleven or twelve years old.  When it first started happening it freaked me out.  The first fully lucid dream I remember clearly was not a happy go-lucky nor was it pleasant in any sense.  The sky was gray and white clouds moving extremely fast with the wind gusting in a semi-loud hum. Lightning would strike and a hazy light like an aurora would be created around it. The aurora would disperse from the bolts like charged particles and dissolve into greens and blues until it was gone.
A nice dream in the sense that I like storms, but later on being vivisected by dark cloaked figures on a stone table and having my organs shoved in my face kind of made it impossible to enjoy.  Usually when having a bad dream where you fall, get eaten, something like that, you wake up from the trauma of it. But, my lucid dreams have never really given me that.  I felt the cuts, felt the hollow feeling of muscles and organs being taken and my flesh sinking into my abdomen.  All my senses were 100% and I woke up scared, freaking out, beginning to tear up happy that I wasn't there anymore.
  Over time, I learned to control my actions completely, and understood that my brain/mind/etc kept things random, new, and unpredictable. Years pass, and some dreams end up being weeks long in dream-real time.  I had a dream I was a rookie in the military special weapons group that were developing mechanical AI assisting suits (not like iron man, different.)  I was a rookie, so they had me doing cleaning duty and such.  A few months of that along with classes on suit operations, and I finally got to try the suit.  A little while after I got the suit and ran a course, I really woke up. I was looking around wondering where the hell I was for a few seconds until zap, memory reboot, it was a dream. My senses are all functioning fully.  The taste of food, feeling pain, emotions, fatigue, all of it is as if I'm 100% awake, so even when I finally pass out it feels like I'm just waking up somewhere else. I'm a walking zombie because most of the time I rarely get any real rest because of it.  After so many years (I'm 26 now) it's driven me partially crazy.
   Many of the dreams are amazing.  The stories I could write them would keep me busy indefinitely, but there's the problem of me being easily brought to boredom, and that my problems is I want to shut my brain OFF not turn it on and dig back into things.
When I was 17-18 I was prescribed two 5mg tablets of diazepam just to stop the dreams long enough to actually sleep.  My body eventually got used to them and the dreams slowly started breaking through.  Not sure if it's from the exhaustion or not, but I have had constant snow vision as long as I can remember.  Everything looks like tiny dots vibrating as if I'm looking at atoms shaking, and molecules flying around.  But anywho, it has taken its toll on me. 

Very few things help me relax, and those things always either have consequences or aren't available to me.  I started listening to ASMR stuff a while ago, and it's helping a little bit. Which I will give a shout-out and thanks to miss +Heather Feather for helping me reach knockout mode several times.

Hmm..  Guess that's all for now.  It's 2:04am and I'm drained.  Might make myself a cup of tea.  A spot of tea for the walker.  Have a good morning/day/night.. Good mornoonevenight people.  Peace.