Saturday Sillies (#207/365)
Posted by: Devyl GyrlLast night, I had nightmare after nightmare, and couldn’t seem to sleep properly. Some were re-living things that had happened in my past. Others were nightmares about the impossible.
I woke up feeling cloudy, distressed, and had no idea why. I stumbled out into the still-dark living room, and screamed at the top of my lungs when I saw a coil in the floor, poised and ready to strike. I leapt backwards, screamed out “Aidan! Get this fucking snake out of the house!” and flipped on a light.
When the light filled the room, I realized
A) It is *not* 1994 …
B) The ’snake’ was Willow D. Kitten, curled up in a ball, his tail propped up on the glass he’d obviously been sneaking a drink out of when it fell to the ground.
Despite the fact I was alone, had no audience, and was fairly certain nobody had to know what had just happened, I was blushing beet red and laughing my ass off at the same time.
I wonder if Aidan’s ears were burning? If so, I hope he knows, as much as I love him… I’m gonna kick his everloving ass for entering in my nightmares. Ex-boyfriends are supposed to play nice in dreams, dammit, and we’re only supposed to remember the *good* things.
** Disclaimer: this nightmare of mine is based on a true story, when I *did* nearly step on the little poisonous snake my then-boyfriend Aidan had sworn could *not* get out of the fish tank because he’d stacked a dozen porn magazines on top. Aidan was wrong. I was not a happy camper. The snake immediately found a new home.
** Disclaimer 2: I like snakes, I think they are fascinating and beautiful, and I love holding the really really really big ones … the little ones? They scare the bejeezus outta me.
July 29th, 2009 at 10:05 am
I like snakes…behind glass. Otherwise, I am terrified of them.
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July 29th, 2009 at 10:37 am
Porn magazines in the reptile room on the cages? Genius, pure genius. I’d enjoy cleaning the tanks more and it would make the reptile room much more creepy. That’s awesome.
I did have an escapee in the living room the other day. I had fed and forgot the close the lid. Although escapes are rare, I am far too forgetful in that way to keep anything venomous.
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July 30th, 2009 at 2:33 am
Well, we didn’t have kids - was just he and I. And to tell you the truth, those porn magazines gave me a HUGE complex. Those, and the stacks of movies and the whole CABINET of condoms. I thought I was living with the devil himself.
Now look at me … porn is my friend.