another dream

i am looking at my old lounge, in my old house. there is a spider web next to me and i think that i should do something about it, but there is something i need to do first. whatever that is, i go and do it and when i come back the couch is covered with a huge thick spider web and 5 or 6 large (size of my hand), fleshy red/light brown spiders.

i dont like them, and i spray them with tonnes of fly spray and they die.

i've looked up a dream interpretation site, and this is what ive found, coupled with the snake dream from the other night

To see a spider in your dream, indicates that you are feeling like an outsider in some situation. Or that you may want to keep your distance and stay away from an alluring and tempting situation. The spider is also symbolic of feminine power. Alternatively, a spider may refer to a powerful force protecting you against your self-destructive behavior. If you kill a spider, it symbolizes misfortune and general bad luck.
To see a spider spinning a web in your dream, signifies that you will be rewarded for your hard work. You will soon find yourself promoted in your job or recognized for your achievement in a difficult task. Spiders are a symbol of creativity due to the intricate webs they spin. On a negative note, spiders may indicate a feeling of being entangled or trapped in a sticky or clingy relationship. It represents some ensnaring and controlling force. You may feel that someone or some situation is sucking the life right out of you.

To see a snake or be bitten by one in your dream, signifies hidden fears and worries that are threatening you. Your dream may be alerting you to something in your waking life that you are not aware of or that has not yet surfaced. The snake may also be seen as phallic and thus symbolize dangerous and forbidden sexuality. The snake may also refer to a person around you who is callous, ruthless, and can't be trusted. As a positive symbol, snakes represent transformation, knowledge and wisdom. It is indicative of self-renewal and positive changes.

To see children in your dream, signifies your own childlike qualities or a retreat back to a childlike state. It is an extension of your inner child during a time of innocence, purity, simplicity, and a carefree attitude. You may be longing for the past and the chance to satisfy repressed desires and unfulfilled hopes. Take some time off and cater to the inner child within.
To save a child, signifies your attempts to save a part of yourself from being destroyed.
To see your son in your dream, signifies your ideal, hopes, potential, and the youthful part of yourself. On the other hand, to see your son in your dream might not have any significance and is simply mirroring your waking life.

To dream that you are calling or signaling for help, suggests that you are feeling lost, overwhelmed, and/or inadequate.

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driest state, driest continent



that is what adelaide looks like today, folks. and ground? best you soak it up and do something with it. im not enjoying the flood in my backyard

i love the rain. i love laying in bed and listening to it. actually, one of my happiest moments in my old house was being snuggled in front of the heater with my cats, watching amelie and having the rain hitting so hard i thought the windows would break. doesnt sound all that soothing, i know, but it was *my* place, my windows, my heater...my wintertime

whats not great about it is how last night i misjudged the corner at the servo and burst my tyre, and now my car is sitting out in the rain with one foot off the ground, waiting for someone to help.

you will all be astounded to find out that i actually took everything out of my boot so i could get to my spare tyre. sure, its in a pile on the loungeroom floor, but its out of my car and that is a start.

carly says:
the biggest loser is still on
carly says:
you know that hugest guy, damien?
carly says:
he lost 74.9kg
MedusA says:
yeah
carly says:
thats me
MedusA says:
wow
carly says:
thats insane
MedusA says:
yes it is
MedusA says:
who would want to lose you!

something in the way

its not pining, no matter what some people say, but my heart does still belong to someone else. its really hard. really hard.
i try and fill my time with other things. with going out, meeting people, having fun...and i *am* having fun. im just not having fun with him and thats what makes me sad.
i put on a brave face. when i talk to him, i try to sound happy. i know he can hear whats underneath though. he's not that stupid.

i am though

i keep saying the things he doesnt want to hear, and i read into the responses he gives, and the answers he doesnt say

and i think about how he has a whole other life, seperate from me, far from me, that i will never be a part of. even when i was, i was on the outside...

i miss him

i dreamed that i was driving my old green car, and i pulled up in the driveway of my old house.
my nanna was there and she had done my dishes.

when i woke up, i found that none of these were true

fruit and vegetables

smurfs are measured in apples. they are 3 apples high.

it seems that my progress out of whatever ive been in this last few months, is measured in potatoes.

even as recently as 2 weeks ago, if i was hungry i would make some toast, a bowl of cereal, or more often than not, just go to sleep so i wouldnt be hungry or have to eat. sleep is a great escape, and one i was using more and more as my old medicine slowly wore off. i found i was sleeping almost 20 hours a day, only waking to read a little, check emails, eat/drink a bit, take kids to school. it was the safest, most comforting place for me to be.

now im awake, and im hungry. and i could make toast, and i could have a bowl of cereal. both of those things i have had for breakfast since then. but for dinner?

i cooked potatoes.

ok, they were microwaved, but i still cooked them. and then, the next time, i defrosted bacon, cooked it, cut it up, and added it to my potatoes.

in terms of measuring how far i've come, thats a pretty big step.

today i drove down to bens and did some recording. it was great fun to do that stuff again too.

see you on the weekend

i dreamed that i was in a big backyard in the hills somewhere. e was holding a really long snake and it was biting him and that made him frown.
i ran to try and find a stick that i could hold the snake down with, but all i saw were more snakes so i grabbed the snake from his hands and it bit me.
i could feel the poison going up my arm.
i grabbed e and started walking towards the house and for some reason, called out for dad.

surprise surprise, he never came

so, counsellor thinks this is big me and little me calling out for daddy to look after me, when i know he's never there.

me, i think i dont want e playing with snakes

great big woah

scary and real and...yeah

its shit like this that makes me so mad at people who dont have real mental issues, but think they do, and also at people who use my mental issue as a way to have a go at me.

its not fun, and we dont choose this.

joanna says:
nah i just am not in the mood to deal with men
carly says:
fuck men!
carly says:
or not
carly says:
just aloof to the max!
joanna says:
well the ones that you count on always turn out to be scum bags
joanna says:
so i dont bother anymore
carly says:
aw
carly says:
what happened?
joanna says:
i might just become a lesbian
joanna says:
tis a looooong story
joanna says:
meh
carly says:
lesbians ok....girl sex is pretty good, but i found i wanted cock
joanna says:
yeah i do too
joanna says:
but its like
joanna says:
cock = having to deal with dicks
joanna says:
thats my theory
carly says:
yeah
carly says:
its a good theory
carly says:
may i blog it?
joanna says:
yes
carly says:
thankyou

conservapedia - the trustworthy encyclopedia

just incase any of you out there were confused about how koalas came to be what they are today:

Origins
Koalas are correctly said to be indigenous to the Middle East, as are all terrestrial animals. Australia became their adopted home to which koalas journeyed after the original two were released from Noah's Ark at the conclusion of the Great Flood. Most creationists believe that these ancient Koalas were considerably hardier, faster, and far less fastidious in their diet than their modern descendants, which have degenerated into sleepy, gum-leaf chewing opiate addicts as a result of human sinfulness. The virile, proactive Koala of Biblical times would have been far better endowed physically and emotionally to undertake the epic journey across the world from Mt Ararat to Australia. As original Australian fauna consist almost entirely of marsupials, it is likely that bands of marsupials undertook this journey together. Indeed, the Koala may have been carried by the Kangaroos in their pouches, along with other small marsupials for much of this time.

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why playschool is really very funny

one toy has posted a parcel to banana (from bananas in pyjamas).
when the parcel is opened, it is a pair of pyjamas (!), but alas....

ingrid: its pyjamas, but - wrong pattern, wrong size! oh well, thats online shopping for you!

STILL RELEVANT!

check out what i found when i got home yesterday