The most made of awesome dream ever.

*I just woke up and I have to write this out before I forget.*

I dreamed last night that Bella/me/Margo/Alaska (all sort of morphed into one) was on a Nerdfighter scavenger hunt.   If it didn't get done before Voldemort/Aphrodite/Victoria was done with some speech he-but-usually-she  was making to an auditorium, something really bad would happen.  So I'm looking for the clue that I knew John had said I needed to find, and I do something stupid with the auditorium curtains, making them move A LOT.  Victoria notices me and Voldemort pulls out a wand to blast the curtians and make sure no one was there.  I'd managed to get bahind a wall by then, so I was fine.  The scene jumps and a largish guy is there (not fat, just larger) and he asks me what's important about October 16th.  He then holds up an odd looking copy of Paper Towns with Oct. 16th on the cover.  In my head I'm going "Paper Towns!" as usual, but then the book flips over and un the pages underneath ia a green stamp.  the stamp has a number on it and it's a clue!  However, Victoria has seen me and, disregarding the audience, somes to stop me and this guy from escaping out the window.  There are now rows of ascending chairs (like in the band room, only taller) between me and Aphrodite, and me and the guy (she to my right, he to my left).  The book is now just out of reach of reach of both me and aphrodite.  Luckily, I pull out my wand and say accio, but so does Volde-dite.  the guy then does the same and the book is flying everywhere.  The guy catches it and starts to go for the window and I follow.  I escape with the book but the guy doesn't get out.  I'm now Volde-dite and i'm saying how I'd wanted Bella/Margo to have to get over a bunch of obstacles (small stepping stairs, plant, potted cactus) to get IN the window in the first place, where she suspected I would enter the auditorium.  Little did he/she know my dream would start with me behind the curtains.

I've had this dream before (the part about the scavenger hunt) and I know that had I not been woken up, I would have gone to the bookstore database and searched the number on the bottom of the book.  It would lead me to another stamped book which would lead me to the answer, which i can't remember.

OMG I just remembered!  Another part was that chrisontv88 invited me to come with him on a campout thing with songsfromahat.  In my dream they were dating, which makes me think it was Liiv who just looked like Abby.  Anyway they had an amazingly huge tent and I thought it would be a fun sleepover yay, but then like 20 people were there and I was kind of disappointed, but still happy to be there.

Then it turns out that it was a protest or something and something goes wrong involving a large piece of indoor machinery.

Then the dream skips, and I meet John and Hank Green.  They're just kind of hanging out, and Hank leans over a small sink to... drink something I think, and I notice he's wearing a neon lemon yellow tank top that had half the bottom cut off.  He was also wearing darker colored shorts and very colorful sweat bands.  It looked like he had gone or was about to go running.  His glasses were colorful somehow too.  It was all very 80's.  John was more normal (navy shirt and jeans) and we (me and Liiv/Abby) were talking to them.  He goes to throw something away in a trash can to the left of the sink, in front of me and behind him.  I follow him to throw something away too.  It's here that I remember that I needed to talk to him about my senior project.  I do so and he say's he'd love to but he probably won't have time tonight.  I tell him no it's ok, I meant over the phone or email.  I actually never got a definitive answer because the dream then skips to him being surrounded by people in a lounge sort of area.  I try to talk to him again but can't reach him.  Then it skips to the scavenger hunt dream.

**Note to self: observe what John is wearing when you meet him.**

*edit* John was wearing something almost entirely different.  Psychic powers fail.

Because writing stuff down makes it easier to remember.

1.) Church Halloween party

2.) Nerdfighter Halloween party

3.) To school on Halloween

4.) Halloween night

5.) (maybe) Doctor Who convention (...probably not)

6.) Azkatraz

7.) As many other times as possible.

I talk about today. Will this become a daily thing?

I am once again sitting in bed, on my computer, waiting for the internets to stop giving me things to do.  This isn't helping.  Now I hear mom coming and I don't want her to catch me up this late...  I'll pretend to sleep until she comes and checks............ OK. we're good.  All I hear right now, other than my own typing, is Hannah and Mom arguing.  Not in the shouting way, but in the laughing way.  The easy way, the way in which no one (Hannah) really learns anything, and Hannah has manipulated Mom into not making her go shower.  Yes, she showers this late.  At least she showers at all...  That hasn't always been the case.

I seem to be in the habit of writing to other people when I write.  I'm never just writing for myself.  What does that say about me?  Hopefully that doesn't make me subconsciously restrict my writing...  My college counselors tell me to write my essays as though they are journals, but what they don't know is that I've never kept a proper journal or diary.  Maybe it's because I read so much that I can't write to myself.  I mean, the authors don't write to themselves when they write.

John got #5 on the NYT Bestseller list!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAY JOHN!  (I've made a video to this effect which I will hopefully remember to post tomorrow.  I really want John to know who I am when I meet him on the 30th.  That would definitely be nice.  It would also make it less creepy when I ask to interview him.  Now, that in itself may not be creepy, but I have a lot of favours to ask of him on that day, and I only get about 1 minute to accomplish it all.  It is going to be one crazy day.  I wonder if Toddly00 will be there.  If he's going to any at all, it'll be the one in L.A.

I'm going to reapply for a job at B&N.  I walk up to the store today to get a magazine and I say to my mom that I wish I could get a job working just weekends.  While I'm off sticking Nerdfighter notes in John's books (Caitlin, like 3 or 4 of ours are still there.  Sadness.), mom asks about jobs.  Miraculously, they are hiring specifically for weekends!  I'll lose my Saturdays and Sundays, and possibly my Friday afternoons, but I'll have moneys.  Plus, it's spending hours with books.  I hope I'm right in saying that that's enough to keep my happy working there.  I'm also going to check the box on the application to say I want to work in the Stardollar.  This is something that I've secretly always wanted to do, and to be able to do it while INSIDE B&N... dream come true.

I talked to Alec online a little while ago.  He seems to be doing well.  It seems like he hasn't done anything that might cause me to repeat the Great Freakout of last year.  I think that If he had been behaving in a way that he knows would cause me to go into emergency mode like last year, he would have been less willing to carry on the conversation.  At first he contacted me about sending him an mp3 of a song we played last year (Any Way You Want It) but then he asked me how things were going in drumline and casual stuff like that.  I think he'll be ok. :)

This is the last thing, I swear:

I bought a new nail polish today.  Not just any old color, no.  I bought nail polish that is "so red it's almost black", like Margo's in Paper Towns!  I'm going to get some blue spray paint, spray my finger, and somehow smudge it on the bottle.  Don't think I'm kidding.

Ok, I'm done for today.  I think I might make this a daily thing, talking about important stuff that happens in my life.  However, if it starts to feel like homework, I'm not going to force myself to do it.  Also, I've decided I'm going to post my typed writing assignments here.  It'd be noce to get some feedback on my writing and if it improves throughout the year and such.  Done for realz, now that it's 11:11 (I wish mumblemumblemumble).  Good night all.

*edit*

I'm proud of how ridiculously long this is.  If you just can't read it all, go to the attention span store and get an upgrade.

Sleeeep again

I am once again sitting in bed, on my computer, waiting for the internets to stop giving me things to do.

You know what would be cool right now?

If I could just ignore Heroes and go to sleep, but there is just no chance of that happening is there?  No, there isn't.  It's been way too long since I've gotten enough sleep to prevent me from falling asleep after having been woken up in the morning.  I know why I stay up so unnecessarily late, so that makes it more easily fixed.  If only the cause could be so easily fixed...  Oh well.  Heroes is on!

New Scavenger Hunt (?)

Oh Margo Roth Spiegleman.  Margo, Margo, Margo.  why Do you enjoy Toying with us So?

There is a new pseudo scaverger Hunt in which margo Roth speigleman in very much Enjoying LIQUIFYING OUR BRAINS.  She* has Been Messing with the Omnictionary, leaving clues and threatening That those who Cross her Will feel her Wrath.  Those of us in the discussion on the Ning think that Hank and John are both WAY to busy to be orchestrating Something to Intricate and Complicated and so totally Involved.  Therefore, we believe it must Be Maureen Johnson.  (And although She hasn't been Mentioned, I think It might be the Katherine as well.)

Margo has been very active** in our search, poking and Prodding us on, being as vague and Frustrating as Humanly (fictionally) possible!  Us ningites have been conversing with her back and forth, asking her questions that we hope Will help us figure this Mess out.  As someone pointed out at one point, "I've been talking to an idea all night."

The most interesting thing (until it got old) was the fact that Margo kept posting a picture of a spray-painted blue 'M' and the significant Omnictionary pages.  If you've read the book, you'll know why it's significant.

This might just be the skeptic in me, but I think it's just some clever nerdfighter who wanted to see how much trouble they could cause.  Well, it's most certainly worked!  (The Ning discussion had over 600 posts!)  Of course there's still that fairly large part of me that hopes this little dizzy-making and VERY Margo-esque adventure turns out to yield some fabulous prize.  If not then at least it felt, for a while, like something epic was happening.  And the planning, that's the fun part. ;)

*Someone posing as margo

**Note how I don't say 'helpful'

Pretties

This is me taking a break from reading.  Over the past 2-2.5 hours, I have done nothing but read Pretties by Scott Westerfeld.  It's obviously a really good book, but as usual reading for so long has made my brain fuzzy.  It's getting a little weird now, which is what made taking this break not quite so tragic.  Allrighty then.  Back to it.

I'm going to go eat food now!

Wait, this isn't Twitter!  No matter, I'm still going to go eat food. :P

Oh, Honey Bunches of Oats, where have you been all my life?

See, this is the issue I've always had with blogging

It always feels repressively like homework.  I hate being forced to write even if I'm forcing myself.  I need the writing practice, and I'll be more inclined to write if people might see it, so we shall see how this goes!