uhhhh... hi (words you will see a lot in this post: weird, bizarre)

[aesc]

Oh man, today is a day of weirdness.

I had the most bizarre dream last night, involving two of my best guy friends from when I was growing up (even though one of them I had never met before, I just knew we were close), Misha Collins, and a crazy Shining-type villain who committed horrible crimes using his telekinetic powers and was getting away with it, and I had to track him down.

(For the concerned: Misha did not play the villain. I know this even though I woke up without solving the case.)

I woke up slightly weirded out and dissociated, and it's only gotten worse. I went to donate blood today, discovered my hematocrit level is low (the lowest, in fact, it is possible to have and still be a donor) and I am torn between being worried--because dammit, I've been working on this for months--and being happy that at least I was not too anemic to donate. Then I almost froze to death sitting there while they drained me of vital fluids, got up and felt bizarrely okay. The emphasis here is on "bizarre" because now, almost three hours later, my right arm hurts and I'm guzzling down water and OJ and feeling like I am in a slightly different dimension than everyone else. While giving feedback on a paper I zoned out halfway through an explanation and was all wow the inside of my head makes weird noises.

So I feel kind of... strange and not of this world. Hi there, I come from another planet.

Also, I have a new header because really, being Castiel-less is sort of ridiculous. animotus, I was thinking of you and your awesome b/w moodiness :D :D

Hi again.

Lord, I'm standin' at the crossroads, I believe I'm sinkin' down

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[insight2.livejournal.com]

Honestly, most times I have no idea what my flist's playlists/music mixes are about. But if you can hear Cas in this song then I'm all ears.

And hey, did they not feed and water you immediately after you donated :\?

[aesc.livejournal.com]

Heh, I uploaded it here (http://www.box.net/shared/5man4qod1i), and there's enough electric guitar and drums in it that I think Dean would not entirely hate it. Still, it probably errs on the side of "freaking girly" and therefore earns his contempt XD

headlights
highways
your life collides with mine

leavin' our shoes behind
we cross the water
our words flow
from mouth to mouth
like fish seeking dark places
and the mist, it covers our traces, covers our faces

so long to what's done
so much time's been wasted
so many thoughts been lost on you

headlights
highways
your life collides with mine

we're stepping into shelter
moving out of shadow
we made some wrong moves
along the way
oh we might have strayed
will I forget your face
and your fluid gait
or will I stare into the stillness?
this is where I miss you
so long to what's done
so much time's been wasted
so many thoughts been lost on you

get off that exit and find the door

cold wind rushes
down on my face
smoke heats the black throat
of the chimney

the door is open,
come on inside

your life collides with mine
your life collides with mine

[insight2.livejournal.com]

Hee, thanks for the upload and the lyrics, mmmm 'fluid gait'.