[EDIT:
ive had a little bong of my own for a few months now, its quite thick 3.2mm, tough stuff. Pictured with it is my Arizer V tower i use it with hehe
A bong/vape set-up? Brilliant!]
[Dream post, might be wasting your time]
Oh my god... I just woke up from a dream in which I ODed on a single Xanax bar that somehow had 30mg instead of 3 in it, and then watched my little sister answer the front door only to be murdered by an invisible assassin (from my point of view, it looked like an invisible, straight edged blade straight impaled her Terminator 2 style, but invisible. So all I saw was a wound open, then widen, what I imagine were the insides of a person face, and then hella blood when the blade was pulled out). Hopped in my car because I knew that I was the invisible guy's real target and my sister was collateral damage. I started driving down the road and then I freaked out because I realized the fucker's
invisible. He could be right next to me right now and I wouldn't know until I felt the killing blow.
Jumped out going 30-40mph in the neighborhood, tucked and rolled, hopped up and I'm walking my dogs around a lake. What the fuck? Okay, let's roll with it... We come to a spot around the lake I've never seen before, a barely noticeable trail into woods I'm unfamiliar with. Fuck it, we go in. Woods turn to ice, like something straight out of the Yukon, but we're still around a body of water. I'm walking, I'm walking, oh shit, what happened to the dogs? Can't find 'em, start to freak. Start calling their names, whistling, generally running around in a panic trying to find them. I hear a whimper and whip my head in the direction it came from, managing to slip on the snow. I fall down a snowy/icy bank, right into an exposed portion of near-freezing water that I hadn't noticed before. Went under and saw light from above, so I swam towards it only to bang my head on frozen solid, unbreakable ice. There was no longer an entrance to or an exit from the freezing water I was now drowning in, and all I could think of was if my dogs were okay. I'm underwater just holding my breath waiting for the inevitable, and then I'm in my bed, head underneath a pillow. Woke up feeling nice and calm but I still can't shake the visual of the dream-murder.
Fuckin' great dream. No anxiety except for when I saw what I could only imagine was an invisible sword impale my little sister's face. That made my stomach fucking
turn, man.
Still haven't played Skyrim.... Still fiendin' to put some work in on NBA2K13... I'm not big on fps's but I do fuck with the online part of all the Call of Duty games that've been coming out in recent years. Sure, they're all pretty much the same regarding gameplay but it's just too much fun playing the online multiplayer.
