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Oct. 27th, 2010 04:00 pmI shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head)
~ From "Mad Girl's Love Song"
When I get a hedgehog, I might get a girl. If I do, I'm naming her Sylvie. There's two reasons for this.
1. It's the same name as our old family hedgehog, Sylvie, which my parents gave away because they didn't like each other at all. XD She was named for a favorite folk song about a man in jail who falls in love with his caretaker (or was it nurse?) named Sylvie, dreaming that one day she'd leave him the keys in his cell so he could escape... which she does at the end of the song.
2. Sylvia Plath, one of my favorite poets. I think of the original hedgehog Sylvie and what an adorable name it is for her, partly because of this.
Apparently, I was so tired I went to bed at 11 (interrupted once at 1 by Mom's stupid cell phone) and woke up at 2 today. A disturbing dream of mine just finished, and oddly enough, it had nothing to do with the Slender Man even though he was starting to freak me out from remembering the photos of him. It's about an awful sequel to The Incredibles, but not the kind of "awful" that you usually expect from sequels. It's more like... passive-aggressive awful. You'll see.
( Pixar, is this a cruel joke on us? )
Huh. After typing all that, I had the slowing-down version of the Lavender Town theme from Pokemon CreepyBlack in my head, as if this dream was a sort of movie creepypasta. Weird. Doesn't make the dream any less disturbing though. D: If Pixar DOES make a sequel to the Incredibles, I can thank my lucky stars this'll be nothing like it was in my nightmare. I hope.
I wish Mom didn't call me so much, then I would've finished typing this much sooner like she'd have hoped.
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head)
~ From "Mad Girl's Love Song"
When I get a hedgehog, I might get a girl. If I do, I'm naming her Sylvie. There's two reasons for this.
1. It's the same name as our old family hedgehog, Sylvie, which my parents gave away because they didn't like each other at all. XD She was named for a favorite folk song about a man in jail who falls in love with his caretaker (or was it nurse?) named Sylvie, dreaming that one day she'd leave him the keys in his cell so he could escape... which she does at the end of the song.
2. Sylvia Plath, one of my favorite poets. I think of the original hedgehog Sylvie and what an adorable name it is for her, partly because of this.
Apparently, I was so tired I went to bed at 11 (interrupted once at 1 by Mom's stupid cell phone) and woke up at 2 today. A disturbing dream of mine just finished, and oddly enough, it had nothing to do with the Slender Man even though he was starting to freak me out from remembering the photos of him. It's about an awful sequel to The Incredibles, but not the kind of "awful" that you usually expect from sequels. It's more like... passive-aggressive awful. You'll see.
( Pixar, is this a cruel joke on us? )
Huh. After typing all that, I had the slowing-down version of the Lavender Town theme from Pokemon CreepyBlack in my head, as if this dream was a sort of movie creepypasta. Weird. Doesn't make the dream any less disturbing though. D: If Pixar DOES make a sequel to the Incredibles, I can thank my lucky stars this'll be nothing like it was in my nightmare. I hope.
I wish Mom didn't call me so much, then I would've finished typing this much sooner like she'd have hoped.
