Dreams

[azurelunatic]

Dreamed I was on a bus and some blamed DeVry recruiter type was pestering me, and I was rude and she was going to report me to the Dean for being rude, even though I was being treated to what amounted to spamming in public places, which is ruder, first.

Then there was something going on in the Great Hall, and Kermit-my-ex and BJ were both there, and I was walking past BJ and he shouldered into me on purpose. I got angry, and later on he wound up in a cardboard shipping box bumped around a lot, and given tools to see if he could hack his own way out. He was trying pretty hard, and cracked into the system that he administered (some big power switches), the help line for them, and put out the allcall for spare parts.

Part of me (the me part of me) sort of wants to reconcile with BJ, but other parts of me don't. Marah needs some more time and a pro, and Dagger will not reconcile unless she's given a writ of certification from G-d (and evidently also Jesus and Mary) that the kid is Safe (which she says she won't get, because he's a Warrior gone bad, as if wibbble were to have gone bad; even if BJ goes good again, he'll still never be Safe).

Comments

[wibbble]

As if I were to go bad? Wha? :o)

[azurelunatic]

If you were to ever ditch (or lose) E and devote yourself to a god of mayhem and destruction, you and BJ would have a fuck of a lot in common.

Fortunately for all concerned, you're E's Warrior, and E has herself set up relatively safely & sanely with the gods, even though you're paranoid about it, as well you should be because they're gods and E's human and all. You're her safety check, and she's yours.

BJ is running entirely without safety checks, from last report. He needed a dominant Lady to keep him in line, and I was not that. He had a pre-existing nasty side, and that side broke free and got to run loose, to the point that I shan't ever trust either of his sides again on orders from Dagger. At last report, I could not sense the bright BJ who stood up for me in high school.

[wibbble]

If I wanted to created chaos and mayhem, I wouldn't need any kind of deity to assist me. ;o)

But I have this pesky conscience thing, so I just have to limit myself to playing with idiots over the internet, in the (vain) hope that they'll cry themselves to sleep and then never go online again.

I really am a nice and helpful individual, if you're not an idiot. I really have a very low threshold for dealing with the hard of thinking (unless I'm being paid to do it, of course).

[azurelunatic]

BJ definitely has in the past been a devotee of a deity who is Very Not Safe (though none of them really are) -- Satan, anyone? I don't know whether he was LaVeyan or some other type, but none of that is particularly settling when his other personality is Christian.

[amberfox.livejournal.com]

I've got no objections to Satan in the Lightbringer sense, but the FEER ME/Source of all Evil thing gets old fast. *wanders off humming Leslie Fish's "Lucifer"*

[azurelunatic]

From the way the punk acted, it may well have been "I'm the root of all that's evil / yeah but you can call me Cookie" thing.

[amberfox.livejournal.com]

That makes me laugh every time I see it.

[azurelunatic]

witchofrock cracks up because she's known too many little grandmothers in upstate New York who are called Cookie.

And last night one of the other writing group peeps, M, told us how she'd heard her seven year old daughter singing this very familiar-sounding song, and she stopped, and tried to figure out why "The roof, the roof, the roof is on fire," sounded so familiar, then she put two and two together (Very Bad Song that the Lunatic played, song her daughter was singing) and demanded, "Where did you learn that song?!" Turned out that it was the 4th grader next door, and he only knew that snippet of it.

Heh.