Do you know where your towel is?

I'm off the comic I was doing originally. It's Too Much Work. But, I have started drawing little bits from Sandman. I like them a lot, although I'm running out of black marker on the Death and Dream one. I like writing Delerium's text, because she's so cute!

I'm a bit pissed that I can't go to the H2G2 movie, but I'm going to wear a bathrobe tomorrow anyway. I've been wanting to wear that bathrobe for AGES.

I think I'll make some of those Sandman pictures into avatars. They're too good not to use. I realise that sounds arrogant, but I really am quite proud of them.

I've posted a few more chapters of my FoaDM story, and am feeling good about myself. I typed something up! That's pretty good, for me. I hate typing things up. All the looking down and looking up again. Painful.

I haven't got much to say today. Perhaps I'll post one of my dreams.

September 5, 2004

Angel from the TV series met a girl and fell in love, but it turned out that she only wanted his life force. So she took most of it and left him and he turned bluish grey and slumped. Then she came back and gave it back to him because it was the wrong kind because he was a vampire. (For unknown reasons, this took place in the day on a hill outside. Even in my dream I wondered why he didn’t burn up.)
***
I was hanging out with Penny when Marion ran up towards us and yelled, “Guys, I traveled to a different world using this book I found in the bookstore.”
“Did you buy it?” asks Penny.
“Er, no. We’ll have to go back.” Penny looked incredulous, but we both walked with Marion to a bookstore. I browsed and Penny made strange book suggestions, such as a dictionary, while Marion shuffled madly through the shelves. Finally, Marion rushes over to us.
“I’ve got it.” She buys it, and then, for some strange reason, the owner kicks us out.
“Now we have to read it,” says Marion. All together, we lean over it to a page Marion’s opened. We read it out loud. It’s ridiculous. Something about the sea. We read it, then the page blurs and new, just as stupid words appear. This goes on until Penny stops reading and says, “Marion, nothing’s ever going to happen.”
“Well, if you don’t want to go to a different world…” Marion says peevishly. We continue reading. Penny watches for a while, then pulls up a convenient blanket and goes to sleep. Eventually, when we wake up, we’re in a world where the normal people stay in one half, and people who are part of this Pokemon cult stay in the other. They wear robes and dance.
“You all look ridiculous,” I tell them. They scoff.
“You will not ascend to the wonderful PokeBeast paradise,” they tell me. Then there’s a flash, and we go to another world, which I cannot remember. Something to do with a magician, and staircases?
***
Jordan(my little brother) and me are in a plane. For some reason, we’re in these huge cushy seats.
“They must have put us in first class by mistake,” Jordan whispers. I nod, and look up. Added to the normal buttons usually there, are three buttons. They are labelled “Hobbit”, “Hobbils”, and “Paul McCartney”.
“They must have meant “Hobbits” on the second one,” I say. Jordan nods, then he grins and reaches up and presses “Paul McCartney”.
“Jordan!” I admonish. Jordan shrugs. We wait, but nothing happens. After a while, we are each given pasta, huge bowls of it, for our meals. When the flight ends, we tell our mom what happened. She swears.
“Well, at least they gave you a healthy meal.”
My dream ends with an advertisement for Paul McCartney cereal.

There. Now you know for SURE how weird I am. I have better ones, but I'm going in order. You can tell by the date.

I'll stop now.