So I had a dream last night where I woke up from dreaming and I needed to tell everyone that I dreamt about people knitting. For some reason this was incredibly important at this point in time.
Moving along, this has been the first dream where I've been inside my current apartment in the dream. Usually they take place in places I haven't been in over ten years, houses from childhood etc. I've been staying in this place for 8 months now and this is the first time a dream has been in this setting so that's kinda interesting to me.
Of course, since we can't have all nice things, when I went to the bathroom (in the dream) to go fill up the bath tub, I saw the toilet was overflowing (clean water). Joy of all joys. After kicking it around a bit, I went to go look for something under the kitchen sink cupboard, and was met by a stranger standing in my living room having let himself in through the balcony door. He then tried to defuse the situation of house robbery-running into owner by asking for breakfast (???). I can't remember what happened but then he/they left, and I ended up locking the doors and closing the curtains etc. I don't think anything interesting happened after that point.
Back out of dream things, I'm beginning to get frustrated with drawing again. I'll post two things as the same time, and other peoples things that I reblog will get all the likes and reblogs, whereas the stuff I draw gets passed over. Not exactly motivating! Luckily I chose a style that minimises the time wasted on drawing them as much as possible. Then, as if that wasn't enough, I have a Tumblr dash that's usually full of people's drawings. Tumblr being Tumblr of course, last night everyone seemed to have skipped drawing and gone full out Social Justice Warrior mode and doing the hypocritical offending and pissing off collateral thing. That and a couple of other things made for a really crumby evening.
One of the guys on the IRC channel has been missing again for about a month now. Only problem with this is that he has clinical depression and he's on meds and going to therapy etc., and I hope nothings happened to him. We weren't close friends or anything but he's still a bro. On a sort of related note, someone I haven't spoken to in years just reappeared on IM yesterday. I should have at least said "hi" but then it'll just end up being awkward silence after that so... yeah. It's a shame we had to drift apart, I really missed all those times.
Oh well, time to go to work.