Sunday, August 13, 2006

The Sword's Got Nothing on the Pen

Ambition is looking more and more like killing spree conducted by a crazed author.

Characters dead within the last five chapters: 1
Characters dead so far: 5
Characters to die in the future: 7

Characters left in the story by the last chapter: 2

And, also, I've decided to chronicle my dreams because they are just too damn interesting. This is the one I had last night.

My mom and I and some other random people are alone in a house in LA. A mass murderer comes along in his car (you know, one of those with personality disorders) and asks us if he could use the phone. Naively, we agree. Thus, we set this murderer loose in the house. He starts hunting us down one by one, but the thing is, he's really very friendly. He becomes really attached to anyone who is nice to him. So that's exactly what my mom and I do. We pretend that we're totally buddy buddy with him while I go off to call the police. The police comes, takes him away (we breathe) and then we find out that they set him free. The murderer comes back and stays in our basement. He's really angry that we called the police came, so I explained to him that I was still totally friends with him, and that I just called the police on accident.
He accepted this explanation.
And since he won't leave our basement and we can't get him to leave or be mean to him, we call the police again. They come again, and they set him free. Those bastards. But here's the interesting part:
I start plotting to escape our house and go elsewhere (since the murder won't let us leave). We drive off, and first go to the mall to get disguises. The murderer follows us in his car. And then, suddenly, I notice that the murderer is strikingly like my stepdad. Who then tells us to save gas money when driving.

So, what does that mean? Any interpretations? Why is my stepdad the mass murderer and why do my mom and I risk our lives to escape him? If I were Freud there'd be a lot to be said about my subconscious feelings toward my stepdad here.

6 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Nah, it just means your stepdad is a mass murderer.

9:26 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

i had a weird dream too! i dreamt that i was at my grandparents old house, which somehow became a school [and you were there too.. walking around and stuff] and i went into what used to be the living room and saw all of my relatives sitting in a circle with devil horns on their heads. and this conversation ensued:
me: wtf? where's my mom?
them: oh, in vietnam...
me: uh, why would she be there?
them: she has a daughter there who is pursuing modeling. duh. don't be too surprised. she slept around a lot when she was younger.
me: so... i have like... a half sister? what the hell?
then i started sobbing a lot until i cried myself a river [justin timberlake style] and i floated down the river all the way to vietnam, and then i saw my mom and her vietnamese daughter and drowned.
yay?
i still like my conan o'brien dream the best.

10:16 PM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

omg. maria. Hi. it's Ashley... from psych class? remember me? =) i found your lj from bailey's, then your blogger, and now... i'm commenting.

10:34 PM

 
Blogger Thy Queen said...

Peggah: Yeah, seriously. I was wondering where he got all those blood stains on his clothes.

Camille: Hahahah, you're dream is so great! Man, that's really weird.

Ashley: HIII!!! Do you have a lj? If so, leave me the address!

4:10 AM

 
Anonymous Anonymous said...

as all freud theories lead to this conclusion...your dream just means you want a penis. plain, simple, and hard. ;)

11:25 PM

 
Blogger Thy Queen said...

Ugh, you've found my secret. I would kill for a penis right now. That the hard truth.

11:37 AM

 

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