I keep waking up because I'm freaking covered in mosquitos and mosquito bites. My parents refuse to shut the windows (we're done painting, and the floor is fine now) and yet they're on a windows only, no AC kick...which not only hurts, makes me itch, but also wakes me up from awesome dreams!


Take now, for example. Great dream where I got to see Hunter Hill again. He was online, and I talked to him. We met at the top of some electronic coffee cup and started typing up there, but then we didn't want the world to read our conversation so we went somewhere to talk. I was some cross between Candice Shields and Claudia from KingPin. The neatest part was that half the dream wasn't from his PERSPECTIVE, per se, but it was in a setting that my character was not in, and I could hear his thoughts. We had one (male) friend in common, and he tried to set us up... Much of the dream was a conversation with me and the friend, and then him and the friend. It was a neat directing technique, so thanks to whoever put that scheme into my head.

Anyway, it was a great dream, and made me realize how much I miss certain people from my past. I think I'm going to add Hunter's old screen name (from 6th grade) to my list and see if dreams come true.. heh. I wish I had some sort of idea where he was.

Darn the mosquitos!

written at 7:15 AM, but our network is down for whatever reason. Will post when working again.