Because I can't make my own decisions.
Aug. 27th, 2006 11:40 pmI was admiring
ladyshrew's newest icon, that of the flying Medea, and was inspired to ask her for a like icon, only this one saying "wheeee". It seemed like an excellent thing at the time. And, well, still is. I heart Medea. The problem? She created two by mistake. One, a forward thinking Medea who is departing, leaving a field of misery in her wake. The other? Well, she's kind of drunk. So... poll! Which one do you think I should use?
[Poll #808365]
And, speaking of icons, I finally broke down and decided to create an icon journal, so I could plop all of the old things down in one place. It's not quite there yet, but the address is
snowdrop_icons if you actually care. I'm sure you don't.
Oh, and because crazy dreams keep a-coming. One more. Last night, I dreamt that my mom had a dream that our house burned down. And then, the next day, it actually did. Completely. I was left with the clothes on my back and my wallet. Oh, and some tissues. I had this huge purse, and all that was in it was my wallet at its current state and some tissues. For some reason, my mind couldn't think of the big things I had lost (books, pictures, clothes, Poundzie) but instead focused on the fact that in my wallet I didn't have my student id, my BPL library card, my gift cards to B&N and Target. I suppose I couldn't take thinking of everything else. Nancy was telling me that perhaps it was for the best that this happened because I had grown to fond of my possessions and now would not have that problem. Two dreams of burnt buildings in a row, is my brain trying to tell me something? Perhaps I shall have to check out that dream community that is being featured this week. ;)
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[Poll #808365]
And, speaking of icons, I finally broke down and decided to create an icon journal, so I could plop all of the old things down in one place. It's not quite there yet, but the address is
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
Oh, and because crazy dreams keep a-coming. One more. Last night, I dreamt that my mom had a dream that our house burned down. And then, the next day, it actually did. Completely. I was left with the clothes on my back and my wallet. Oh, and some tissues. I had this huge purse, and all that was in it was my wallet at its current state and some tissues. For some reason, my mind couldn't think of the big things I had lost (books, pictures, clothes, Poundzie) but instead focused on the fact that in my wallet I didn't have my student id, my BPL library card, my gift cards to B&N and Target. I suppose I couldn't take thinking of everything else. Nancy was telling me that perhaps it was for the best that this happened because I had grown to fond of my possessions and now would not have that problem. Two dreams of burnt buildings in a row, is my brain trying to tell me something? Perhaps I shall have to check out that dream community that is being featured this week. ;)