A girl's beloved dog, a grisly nightmare.*
Oct. 5th, 2007 08:13 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
bending_sickleI had a really disturbing pair of dreams. The sort where you wake up with a jerk, are faced with the after-image of the dream burnt into your retinas, and promptly call in the Amnesiatic Team for a clean up while you huddle under the covers. And then, throughout the day, get the Amnesiatic Team to do a few clean-up checks. Thankfully, though, I can't remember much of either. (Though what I can certainly makes me want to fire the Amesiatics.)
Image the first: In a wood, at night, near a house so there's a pale yellow glow all around, Dream POV is set at the second-story window. Below, in the yard, is a dog. It is standing over a woman lying prone on the floor. POV shifts to float in closer to the woman, eventually hovering just above her face so that we're both looking up at the dog. At that moment, the dog rips off the woman's face. Just lunges out and grabs at her scalp, just below the hairline, and pulls. Her skin peels off easily and it's almost like taking off a ski-mask except that there's blood and muscle. The colors of this POV are all in reds and the image is slightly blurred, as if someone'd rubbed vaseline on the film lens. Like a psychic connection or flashback in a horror movie.
Image the second: In the same house, POV at the same window, looking down into the yard. Immediately below the window, almost leaning against the wall but oh so far below, is the dog. It's big, and dark, and not so much angry or viscious as intent. It's eyes, which glow white - or red - stare up at you and you know it sees you***, you know it's there for you, and it's going to come and get you.
Oh gods, I'm freaked out all over again. (ETA: Especially after reading the news articles behind today's quote. *high-pitched eeee*)![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ursulav's**** dreams are better.
In other news, Stardust is out in Leiden, so I've emailed one of the girls I met at the 3 Oktober celebrations to see if she wants to go with. I've been trying to get a hold of Alberto, but no luck. I'm considering going to the Escher museum this weekend (as I have considered for the past 3 or so weekends.)
I'm listening to the Dutch radio, some Classic Rock station, which is great after 2 years of none of that stuff. (The commercials are bloody annoying, even without the dutch.) The wierd thing is that the radio station's signature add, which is in English, is too much like CHOM 97.7 FM's (distracted, I actually thought it was CHOM - oh my heart, it did break), and now they're playing all of Dark Side of the Moon, which CHOM also did a few years back. Bizarre.
Also, have burning itch to write (but no inspiration) and slight desire to make icons. This last is a bit easier, as there's a few bunny.co.uk icons I want to make, and maybe some xkcd. (And not amazingly, bunny did an xkcd crossover, which is wonderful. I love bunny and its crossovers. It's had Dr Who, Pope Palpatine c/o Metaquotes...)
I also wikied Montreal. Which means that I've learnt interesting new tidbits, like:
In 2007, Montreal was ranked as the 10th cleanest city in the world (in an eight-way tie for 10th place with Geneva, Switzerland; Nuremberg, Germany; Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania; Lexington, Kentucky; Boston, Massachusetts; Vancouver, B.C., and Bern, Switzerland).
and:
The Montreal Games were the most expensive in Olympic history, costing over $5 billion (equivalent to $20 billion in 2006); bad planning led to the Games' cost far exceeding the budget, and the city just finished paying the debt off in December 2006.
It also means I've gone a bit teary-eyed from looking at the pictures (mouse-hover for link-descriptions): Stowed away in a Montreal lumber room / The Discobolus standeth and turneth his face to the wall; / Dusty, cobweb-covered, mained and set at naught, / Beauty crieth in an attic and no man regardeth: / O God! O Montreal!. *misses Monty* (Link quotes by Samuel Butler.)
Links of the Day:
James Blunt's song 1973 needs to be Life-of-Mars-ified.
On![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
metaquotes, a metaquote about the Gay Bomb the USA Army investigated into brings on comments about how to turn the moon into a disco ball. I think it would be lovely.
The ignoble awards list bizarre, possibly useless but nonetheless fascinating research topics. "You've been doing what?" I keep thinking of these people telling their friends and family they're spending years of their lives trying to cure hamster jetlag, or extract vanilla from cow excrement, and don't know whom to pity more.
* Thread title about a grisly and higly disturbing crime. Again, not for the squeemish. News articles about the crime here, here.2**, here.3 and about the arrest here.4 and here.5. Btw, quoting from here.2: Minnesota law states that a person found guilty of cruelty to a companion animal who is killed or greatly harmed, when the act is done to threaten, intimidate or terrorize another person, faces imprisonment of up to four years and a fine of up to $10,000—the state's strongest penalty for animal abuse. Also, from here.5, which states Crystal is so outraged by the claim that she had something to do with her dog's death that she's offered to take a lie detector test., I don't think that's a good idea. 'Cause of the way the lie detector works - and why don't more people know this? - would only register her inevitable distress when asked the questions and would thus be pretty useless.
** Oh gods, it's R notation...
*** Sounds a bit like Neil Gaiman's The Price, that bit.
**** Who thankfully is doing better and doing art (which comes with the traditional hilarious description/story, the beginning of which is: The Unfortunate Carousel was the life's work of the regrettable Eighteenth Amir of Sarappa, who dedicated himself to creating the most lavish, elaborate, and grotesque carousel ever made.
Image the first: In a wood, at night, near a house so there's a pale yellow glow all around, Dream POV is set at the second-story window. Below, in the yard, is a dog. It is standing over a woman lying prone on the floor. POV shifts to float in closer to the woman, eventually hovering just above her face so that we're both looking up at the dog. At that moment, the dog rips off the woman's face. Just lunges out and grabs at her scalp, just below the hairline, and pulls. Her skin peels off easily and it's almost like taking off a ski-mask except that there's blood and muscle. The colors of this POV are all in reds and the image is slightly blurred, as if someone'd rubbed vaseline on the film lens. Like a psychic connection or flashback in a horror movie.
Image the second: In the same house, POV at the same window, looking down into the yard. Immediately below the window, almost leaning against the wall but oh so far below, is the dog. It's big, and dark, and not so much angry or viscious as intent. It's eyes, which glow white - or red - stare up at you and you know it sees you***, you know it's there for you, and it's going to come and get you.
Oh gods, I'm freaked out all over again. (ETA: Especially after reading the news articles behind today's quote. *high-pitched eeee*)
ursulav's**** dreams are better.In other news, Stardust is out in Leiden, so I've emailed one of the girls I met at the 3 Oktober celebrations to see if she wants to go with. I've been trying to get a hold of Alberto, but no luck. I'm considering going to the Escher museum this weekend (as I have considered for the past 3 or so weekends.)
I'm listening to the Dutch radio, some Classic Rock station, which is great after 2 years of none of that stuff. (The commercials are bloody annoying, even without the dutch.) The wierd thing is that the radio station's signature add, which is in English, is too much like CHOM 97.7 FM's (distracted, I actually thought it was CHOM - oh my heart, it did break), and now they're playing all of Dark Side of the Moon, which CHOM also did a few years back. Bizarre.
Also, have burning itch to write (but no inspiration) and slight desire to make icons. This last is a bit easier, as there's a few bunny.co.uk icons I want to make, and maybe some xkcd. (And not amazingly, bunny did an xkcd crossover, which is wonderful. I love bunny and its crossovers. It's had Dr Who, Pope Palpatine c/o Metaquotes...)
I also wikied Montreal. Which means that I've learnt interesting new tidbits, like:
In 2007, Montreal was ranked as the 10th cleanest city in the world (in an eight-way tie for 10th place with Geneva, Switzerland; Nuremberg, Germany; Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania; Lexington, Kentucky; Boston, Massachusetts; Vancouver, B.C., and Bern, Switzerland).
and:
The Montreal Games were the most expensive in Olympic history, costing over $5 billion (equivalent to $20 billion in 2006); bad planning led to the Games' cost far exceeding the budget, and the city just finished paying the debt off in December 2006.
It also means I've gone a bit teary-eyed from looking at the pictures (mouse-hover for link-descriptions): Stowed away in a Montreal lumber room / The Discobolus standeth and turneth his face to the wall; / Dusty, cobweb-covered, mained and set at naught, / Beauty crieth in an attic and no man regardeth: / O God! O Montreal!. *misses Monty* (Link quotes by Samuel Butler.)
Links of the Day:
James Blunt's song 1973 needs to be Life-of-Mars-ified.
On
metaquotes, a metaquote about the Gay Bomb the USA Army investigated into brings on comments about how to turn the moon into a disco ball. I think it would be lovely. The ignoble awards list bizarre, possibly useless but nonetheless fascinating research topics. "You've been doing what?" I keep thinking of these people telling their friends and family they're spending years of their lives trying to cure hamster jetlag, or extract vanilla from cow excrement, and don't know whom to pity more.
* Thread title about a grisly and higly disturbing crime. Again, not for the squeemish. News articles about the crime here, here.2**, here.3 and about the arrest here.4 and here.5. Btw, quoting from here.2: Minnesota law states that a person found guilty of cruelty to a companion animal who is killed or greatly harmed, when the act is done to threaten, intimidate or terrorize another person, faces imprisonment of up to four years and a fine of up to $10,000—the state's strongest penalty for animal abuse. Also, from here.5, which states Crystal is so outraged by the claim that she had something to do with her dog's death that she's offered to take a lie detector test., I don't think that's a good idea. 'Cause of the way the lie detector works - and why don't more people know this? - would only register her inevitable distress when asked the questions and would thus be pretty useless.
** Oh gods, it's R notation...
*** Sounds a bit like Neil Gaiman's The Price, that bit.
**** Who thankfully is doing better and doing art (which comes with the traditional hilarious description/story, the beginning of which is: The Unfortunate Carousel was the life's work of the regrettable Eighteenth Amir of Sarappa, who dedicated himself to creating the most lavish, elaborate, and grotesque carousel ever made.
