Macabre daydreams.

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This morning I was on the train and an old woman carrying a small cage came on the car. I heard a loud meee-ow emit from the cage, and at one point she ducked down to make coochie-coo noises at it, but I never could see what was in the cage. I imagined that she was carrying some kind of demon-cat with gray-black leathery skin, spikes, and blood red eyes and that anyone who misguidedly took a look at it would be damned.

Tell me about your macabre daydreams.

― amateurist (amateurist), Monday, 5 May 2003 13:36 (twenty-two years ago)

(not macabre but) today i got off a train and found myself walking behind three middle-aged men in old navy blue suits carrying big scuffed leather expanding briefcases. they looked like council members or suburban soliciters, my guess is they were local politicians because we weren't far from the town hall and the mp's office. one man had a fairly slim, sporty build and a weathered and tanned face, a weekend golfer maybe. this man looked like he would have a fit attractive blonde wife who was at this moment driving their two adolescent boys around in a 4wd to their various extra curricular commitments. they go walking or jogging together in tastefully coordinated sports gear. the middle man had a beard - i wondered how long he'd had it. it looked very well established, people probably wouldn't recognize him without it. he would have a daughter and a small dark quiet wife. the third man was lumpy, a big heavy potato propped on two toothpicks, and a big jeff kennett
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head with sandy-grey hair and a red face, lots of moles, vaguely disgruntled. his children would be lanky and ruddy. all three of them stopped at the crossing and i looked at the point where the end of their suit jackets met the back of their thighs and imagined what their testicles would look like from the back.

― minna (minna), Monday, 5 May 2003 14:48 (twenty-two years ago)

haha i'm not sure i really meant to hit submit just now

― minna (minna), Monday, 5 May 2003 14:49 (twenty-two years ago)

If I get bored, I imagine lightening bolts hitting down the trees alongside the road and causing accidents. I have lots of apocolyptic dreams, so macabre imagery is easy to come by.

― Sarah McLusky (coco), Monday, 5 May 2003 14:59 (twenty-two years ago)

minna that was fab!

― Tracer Hand (tracerhand), Monday, 5 May 2003 15:14 (twenty-two years ago)

thnks tracer :)

― minna (minna), Monday, 5 May 2003 15:24 (twenty-two years ago)

No doubt it was the demon-cat who stole my wallet.

― amateurist (amateurist), Monday, 5 May 2003 22:27 (twenty-two years ago)

minnablog now! (unless it's already there and i don't know about it.)

― mitch lastnamewithheld (mitchlnw), Monday, 5 May 2003 22:32 (twenty-two years ago)

Since there's no one here but just us internet mentalists...

Sometimes when I'm walking down the street and overhear bits of really twatish conversations, I hallucinate walking up to said individual and stabbing them to death. Especially if I'm carrying an umbrella.

― mouse, Monday, 5 May 2003 22:35 (twenty-two years ago)

I've done that.

― Matt (Matt), Monday, 5 May 2003 22:36 (twenty-two years ago)

Actually done that...?

― mouse, Monday, 5 May 2003 22:38 (twenty-two years ago)

I'm always about fifteen seconds away from a terrible accident or a terrorist attack. There's far, far too many to list. I figure if something bad ever does happen I'll be prepared, right?

― Millar (Millar), Monday, 5 May 2003 23:20 (twenty-two years ago)

three weeks pass...

Haha, I'm not sure I could function without my tendency to fantasise about apocalypse after bloody apocalypse, or terrifying evil supernatural conspiracies taking behind the scenes.

*thinks*

No, I'm sure I couldn't function without them. They give my otherwise very overactive imagination something to do - if I leave the little bugger be, he starts to come up with horrible scenarios concerning my everyday life and that leads me to becoming very depressed.

― Michael Stuchbery (Mikey Bidness), Thursday, 29 May 2003 04:40 (twenty-two years ago)

I find this to be true as well. It's so much easier to worry about things you can't possibly do anything about.

― Kenan Hebert (kenan), Thursday, 29 May 2003 04:49 (twenty-two years ago)

There are workmen in our office today. One of them has a mobile phone that keeps going off, to the tune of "Freestyler" by the Bomfunk bloody MCs. I was imagining going up to this guy, asking if I could check out his phone... and then throwing it onto the floor and jumping up and down on it! Hahahah!

*ahem*.

― Trayce (trayce), Thursday, 29 May 2003 04:59 (twenty-two years ago)

You know the guy who wakes you up at nine am with a leaf blower? Man, do I think violent thoughs about him. Especially at nine am, while I'm trying unsuccessfully to go back to sleep. I think, There are big rocks outside near the sidewalk. I could crush his head with one of them. One blow, even. Hit him, and knock him to the ground, then pick the rock up again and drop it on his head once more for good measure. Can't wear my good shoes, though. So yes, I will put on my sandals, go commit capital murder real quick, and get another hour of sleep.

― Kenan Hebert (kenan), Thursday, 29 May 2003 05:28 (twenty-two years ago)

I honestly don't think I ever look at the Sears Tower here in Chicago without envisioning a plane flying into it. Sorry to be so morbid but it's the truth, I can't tell you how much I wish I didn't.

― Mr. Diamond (diamond), Thursday, 29 May 2003 05:36 (twenty-two years ago)

Don't worry, Mr. Diamond. I'm sure the Department of Homeland Security will prevent such a thing from ever happening.

― Kenan Hebert (kenan), Thursday, 29 May 2003 05:43 (twenty-two years ago)

and if they don't, it'd be cuz of those anti-American liberals getting in the way

― oops (Oops), Thursday, 29 May 2003 05:45 (twenty-two years ago)

Right. Just like the anti-Vietnam protestors only drug the war out longer.

Wait... I just confused my point severely, didn't I?

― Kenan Hebert (kenan), Thursday, 29 May 2003 05:46 (twenty-two years ago)

Drug? You mean dragged? Or are you saying someone drugged their onions?

― Trayce (trayce), Thursday, 29 May 2003 05:57 (twenty-two years ago)

Dragged, yes, you're right. Thank you.

― Kenan Hebert (kenan), Thursday, 29 May 2003 05:58 (twenty-two years ago)

those damn hippies and their drugs

― oops (Oops), Thursday, 29 May 2003 06:00 (twenty-two years ago)

six months pass...

yesterday i was walking thru royal arcade where there is a key cutter in an island in the middle of the walkway so anyway i walked right past the locksmith grinding a new key and i had my hair out and i imagined my hair getting caught in the machine and my whole scalp and face getting ripped off with it.

― minna (minna), Friday, 5 December 2003 02:47 (twenty-two years ago)

eleven months pass...

God I love Minna. When I go to the gym I imagine all the possible injuries that could happen to me if I stood there, put my fingers on that thing, let go of this, etc. When I ride my bicycle I constantly imagine getting hit by a car, because it's all the same - loud, fast, piggy little grunt on impact, no crying, people, then more people.

― LeCoq (LeCoq), Friday, 26 November 2004 23:07 (twenty-one years ago)

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