Saturday, Jul. 30, 2005 - 20:58

Hello gentle Reader.

Have had a couple of weird nights, in terms of dreams, this week. As I dozed throughout the day on Friday, like some alcohol soaked slob, I had not one, nor two, but like four or five dreams of my fav kind: Damp Dreams, that is. Not only am I impressed by my nocturnal-ish dreaming stamina, but also the dreams were remarkably epic and … well… fan-fucking-tastic! Hehehehehe Just wish I could remember what the guy looked like… can remember most of his anatomy, including hair colour/style, the taste of his skin (I kid you not), but can’t recall his face. Most annoying.

But… made up for all that juicy pleasantness this morning with an altogether different kind of juicy dream… yup, a Simon-related nightmare, in which I was trapped on a luxury yacht with him. It was all very Dead Calm meets Deep Blue meets Waterworld, because this motorized yacht was floating through the remains of a huge, flooded city. I distinctly remember sailing past skyscrapers that were largely submerged in an ocean that stretched for as far as the eye could see.

So while I had Simon hunting me on this beautiful yacht, shooting at me with something like a portable harpoon gun, there were also dozens and dozens of enormous and pissed off, psychotic sharks, bigger than a Greyhound bus, circling the yacht, then they started attacking it. So the sharks are beating the crap out the yacht, it’s starting to come a part at the seams and sink, meanwhile Simon is persistently chasing me all over the boat trying to harpoon me…

Last thing I remember is him shooting me in the stomach as I stood on the bow of the ship. The force of the bolt ripping through my stomach pushed me overboard and into the ocean which was churning with these sharks… one can only assume I didn’t survive to return for the sequel...

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