I had another doozy of a dream last night. It’s been a little too long since I woke up so many of the details have already faded away, but I can remember the gist of it. It mainly focused on Billy Corgan of the Smashing Pumpkins. Well, as you may know, the group disbanded after their last album, so who knows what he’s doing now. But in my dream, he had grown this long white hair (it was kind of fluffy and came down to about his shoulders) and had gained a lot of weight, in addition to looking about 15-20 years older than he really is. Somehow I met up with him and he was over at my parents’ house. I started asking him some questions about specific tracks on certain CDs and after awhile, I got up the nerve to ask him for his autograph. I wanted him to sign “Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness” so I went down the basement where I keep the jewel cases for my CDs and found that particular one. There was also an old, leather-bound, brown-covered book that went along with that CD which contained lyrics and artwork and such, and I brought these things upstairs with me. Billy was seated at the kitchen table wearing a white t-shirt under
a blue denim shirt. I handed him the book and he signed it extremely quickly on the last page: “R. C.” I knew his first name had to be William if he was nicknamed Billy, but for some reason, the “R” initial just made sense to me. Well, after a bit of time, he and I started dating, and eventually the dream faded into another, much more elusive dream that I couldn’t have even explained if I had written it down as soon as I woke up. (Incidentally, I awoke from this dream at about 4:30 AM, so I had a lot of time between then and when my alarm went off to forget parts of it.)

Now that I think about it, how ironic is that, that I would dream about the lead singer of The Smashing Pumpkins on Halloween? Just now as I’m writing this did I realize the connection. I mean, yes, I do enjoy their music very much, but I haven’t consciously thought about the group in a long time, and never have I considered myself so much of a Billy Corgan fan that I’d dream about dating him. He certainly has a unique look to him, but it’s a little too “vampiric” for my taste. :-)

As for the rest of the day…well…this morning I was in a really wonderful groove while I was painting…so much so that when it was time to leave for my next class, I was really frustrated because I didn’t want to do anything but paint. I started working on two new paintings, both of which feature creatures and colors directly taken from Silent Hill. My classmates find them rather gross and horrific and think I’m a little twisted, but what else is new? I think there is a sort of beauty in their ugliness…I don’t know why. I was a little sad tonight when I was looking at prices for canvas and brushes online and realized I couldn’t afford to get anymore right now. But I think what I currently have will last me at least the rest of the semester, if not longer. It’s really tempting to want to buy them now though. Oh well.

Oh yeah, my composition professor pushed the deadline for the paper back to next Thursday so I can spend a little more time this weekend studying for my art history quiz, painting, and of course, playing Silent Hill. I think I’m getting pretty close to the end by now…there really can’t be too much left. I considered giving my PS2 to Jonathan for the weekend to keep me from playing it, but that would be torturous. But now I have a little more leeway so I can get away with playing games all weekend, although that’s not the smartest decision on earth. I really should get that paper out of the way so I don’t have to worry about it later…but ack, I don’t want to. It’s so hard to get myself motivated to do things I don’t want to when I’m being sucked in by other things that hold tremendous interest for me. Maybe I’ll just give it to him anyhow. As well as my copy of Silent Hill because if I got desperate enough, I’d try to get it to work on my computer through an emulator even though that’s a pain in the ass.

My brother is also coming home for the weekend for the first time this school year. I haven’t seen him since late July, so it’ll be cool to hang out with him again. Maybe he’ll come over and play some video games with me. :-) Okay, that right there is a perfect reason why I shouldn’t give up my PS2 to Jon! Nooo, stop rationalizing everything…..!

I’m fairly tired right now and I should be taking a shower so I can go to bed and get up at a decent time for work tomorrow but I can’t seem to make myself move. I hate taking showers…but I do it everyday. Showers are a big deal for me because they are a major time commitment. Okay, you see, I have this thing where any traces of stubble on my legs drives me freaking insane, so basically for as long as I’ve been shaving my legs, I’ve shaved them everyday. So, when all things are considered, a typical shower takes me between 20-30 minutes, depending on how much of a rush I’m in. Also, after that, I spend about 15 minutes moisturizing my skin, getting dressed, and brushing my hair. So really, I invest about 45 minutes of each day on a shower. That’s a pretty long time, especially since it’s usually quite late at night and I’m reasonably tired if not downright exhausted.

Anyhoo, enough about that. I think I shall actually go shower now.

[00:33] * ovaltine_blahg is now known as shower_of_ovaltine