I admit it I get terribly addicted to side-quests and mini-games in RPGS. Whether it is cooking, gambling (the DICE game!), shooting targets on horse back or whatever, I get so addicted that I start to dream about it.

What I'm trying to get at is that the FISHING game in SUIKODEN 5 is stupidly ADDICTIVE! I woke up at 5AM this morning dreaming about fishing with the Prince from Suiko5. There was much screaming and shouting in the dream because the bleeding CHEESE/CHOCOLATE fish REFUSE to be CAUGHT!

I don’t know.

BTW: CONGRATULATIONS anarch_kitty, you deserve to be HAPPY!

I had a fairly straight forward dream yesterday about being an author researching a chain of serial killings for their new best selling novel. See, the dream only became interesting when I realised I was a he in the dream and that my name wasYuki Eiri (yes, you can all point and giggle now). And of course, the town I was amassing my research at just had to hold a strong resemblance of parts to Silent Hill and Raccoon City (the alleys deserve a special mention.)

Anyways, like all good cliché horror/zombie/thriller films there was a girl who, I swear, looked like eirivan, except I wasn’t sure if she was a friend or foe. However, she was a teacher (mixing reality and fiction,) and she did assist me in getting information on one of the victims (one of her student). So, after a bit more of research into the victims, there was unfortunately not even a hint of satanic rituals, though some of the scenes did remind me of MPD Psycho, I (well, Yuuri *winces*) decides to take a walk, in the dark, alone, in an alley.

*Headdesk*.

You can imagine what happens next; I get attacked by someone in a nice isolated alley. There I am; no weapon, no help and being strangled (or maybe was about to be munched on) by someone or something. So, being kind of in pain and frightened, I grab the fountain pen (it is a really nice fountain pen, in fact, I think it looked like the pen londobell got me for my birthday a few years back,) in my trench-coat (yes, I even dress like Yuki Eiri) and pushes the fountain pen right into my attacker’s eye.

All the way in; was kind of bloody and gory, and I get a good look at my attacker. The guy looked like evangelist; round, tall and wearing a black suit, I’m pretty sure if I had given him a chance to speak he would have spoken with a southern accent. Anyways, I’m in the alley, alone, with a dead guy on the ground who has a pen stuck from his right eye (well, you could only see the tip of the pen; it went all the way in.) Once again I am with no weapon or help (the mobile’s battery was dead), and of course that’s when I hear noises from behind me.

Standing in mouth of the alley was, of course, several zombies, who were making their way slowly toward me. And that’s when I wake up.

Judgement: No more milk before going to sleep.

I dreamed of ChibiSex. Obviously Ghei!ChibiSex, but that's beside the point. I dreamed about ChibiSex. Concerned is not the word because I have read and seen ChibiSmut, but you know, the technicalities of ChibiSex still confuse me.

Hmm.

I am, however, suitably entertained by the dream.

Dreamed that people were trying to force me into writing Tenchi Muyo yaoi fanfiction, which I found quite disturbing, and was in fact running for my life.

You would be running too if people were wielding pitch-forks and cleavers screaming for you to write Tenchi Yaoi. I think maybe, just maybe, that I should stop eating ice-cream before I go to sleep.

Feeling very tired but happy. Need to sleep.