Diary of an up and coming sociopath

Well, I did write out a nice big entry, but I done gone crashed my PC and lost it. The second time that’s ever happenned, and naturally, no matter how abstract and arbitrary an excuse it may seem to the reader, it’s customary to whinge about it, so consider me whinging.

And now, as the surgeon must reconstruct the car crash victim’s skull to a passable facsimile of what it was, I must reconstruct this blog entry, even though it may be a shadow of its former glory.

So. My entry was, and is, about my last few dreams. I’m leading an exceptionarily unremarkable existance right now, but in 2 nights I’ve had 3 dreams that have had me thinking, so here they are.

Dream the First:
I befriend somehow, a girl who is a few years younger than Nikki and me. She spends a day or two hanging out at the video game store I own, playing on the demo console I have set up (possibly an X-Box or PS2) while I sit behind the counter with my feet up, reading comics. On the third night or so, I invite her to come and have dinner with me and Nikki at home. At some point, I am telling Nikki not to get jealous, because the girl, while a friend, is just a kid. She overhears this though, and runs out of the house upset, and gets abducted. Nikki and I run out to find her, but we only see her getting in the car and being driven off, at which point she is never seen again.

Now, after this I was woken up by Nikki going to Uni for guider training. I got back to sleep, and immediately, had this dream.

Dream the Second:
Myself, Sam, Josh, Sam’s Friend and Tom were all crashing in a big room with patio doors. I was laying on one of the sofas, relating to everyone the dream I recently had (the one above). Everyone except Josh, that is, who was asleep throughout the whole thing. About mid-way through my explanation, it started to hail really large hailstones outside. Tom said he’d never been hit by hailstones before so Sam and I opened the patio doors, made ice-snowballs and threw them at him. After that, I finished explaining my dream, everyone agreed it was very weird, and we all went to sleep.

Finally, last night, I had this:

Dream the Third:
I arrive in New York, in my new flat. Well, first the landlady gives me the key and I go up the stairs to the first floor where it is. The hallway is dark grey (or is that gray? ;-) and the stairs are stone with ventilation holes in the wall. Inside the flat, it’s mostly wooden, for some reason. It’s also above a video game exchange shop. There are 3 main rooms in it, a kitchen, a living room, and a bedroom with a window that overlooks the backstreets and, obviously, a small bathroom. For some reason, I have moved to New York as part of Uni, a year out or something. I’m there alone, nor do I know anyone. I was visited, a few days in, by Josh, Paul and Si, who have come for the day. I show them around a bit and they all think my place is pretty cool. I decide to take them out shopping and stuff, so we go outside. Josh has his bike lock, but we don’t need it but we have to wait a while because it’s stuck on his foot, though Si eventually gets it off. We walk around the main street a bit before getting to a big open market. Walking around that for a while, we suddenly realise we’ve wandered into the chinese bit, and all the chinese people start shouting at us. We try and get back to somewhere we know, but we always seem to end up in the same bit, so eventually we take a taxi back to the game shop. Paul, Si and Josh then have to leave because they have other things to do in America, and I go back up to my flat and phone Nikki to say ‘Hi’ and she tells me she’ll be visiting in 2 weeks, then I sit and watch the traffic out the front.

Okay, that’s it. Feel free to interpret them however you like, but they’re mainly just so I can remember them, rather than for you, the viewing public, so don’t bother too much. I hope this entry was a nice break from your normally linear thought patterns, anyway. I know there can be nothing so boring as reading about someone else’s dreams, because they’re the one thing that is always really interesting to the person who has them, and almost universally uninteresting to anyone else. Time for bed, it is now, so maybe I’ll have stuff to add to this tomorrow!