Do not exceed the stated dosage

[alexsarll]

For all the visits I pay to London's libraries, I very seldom sit and read in one. Today I made an exception, and realised why the normal plan makes sense. That said, I can't think of a better way to finish Will Self's 'Dr Mukti' than surrounded by the very human wreckage Self's psychiatrists use as weapons.

Not that I'm in much of a position to talk about human wreckage. I spent last night stuck in the In-Between* and today the crowds are parting for me more out of fear than awe; a sideways glance tells them they don't want these eyes locked on theirs. At times like this what I really need is distraction but our email server's gone flllllllurgh** and taken comment notifications with it, the SB board is tumbleweed central and I can see the structure of the V but not the damn messages. You might think this would mean I'd at least get stuff done but it's never like that; I spend longer trying to will the Net back to life than I would just reading its contents and going about my day.

I really need a drink. Good job I've already got one booked.

*For those who've just joined us, the In-Between is the skin of sleep, that place between the two worlds where you get trapped on the most restless of nights.
**Consider this emblematic of the 'I am a Joey' noise one made satirically in the pub last night the school playground.

Comments

[violentbec.livejournal.com]

i need a drink too.
but i am broke.
maaan.

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

I feel your pain. See if staring at the Merlot helps produce homeopathic intoxication.

[violentbec.livejournal.com]

mm plastick booze.....

[atommickbrane.livejournal.com]

If it helps, I am willing to talk about the following topics:

1) dreams
2) forthcoming plans for DR WHO NIGHT
3) chess

Does this help?

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

1) Last night I kept on dreaming about places I've been and people I've seen recently, leaving me most confused as to what had actually happened.

2) I shall be watching alone, and then probably attending whatever kiss_me_quick does for her birthday.

3) I am rubbish at it.

[atommickbrane.livejournal.com]

1/ I had a very odd dream on either Friday or Saturday night. The number 50 was floating in mid-air, luminesecent and suspended above Notre Dame. It was THE ESSENCE OF THE NUMBER! Except it was leaking! And I had to control it else chaos would spread, world would end, etc etc, so I was stood outside the cathedral channeling the leaking streams of the essence of 50 with my arms, whilst desperately trying to figure out the missing link between Serge Gainsbourg, Jacques Brel and the golden mean, because that would make the 50 whole again. I just got it - and then I woke up.

2/ My plan - warm up by watching an episode of each Doctor. Then watch the live broadcast in total silence. Then watch it AGAIN but with talking over it. Unless Lizzy comes up with plans in which case I would like to attend daytime at least plans of those pre or post the Doctor.

3/ Me too.

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

That dream is ACE. I wish I'd had dreams like that last night instead of ones about the old Cinema editor.

[atommickbrane.livejournal.com]

And there was another one where I couldn't open my eyes until I'd created the perfect synthesis of an angel from an Aphex Twin song, but that's going a bit too magic realism even for ME. I think it was inspired by feverishly playing some Soul Calibur 2 and listening to the Richard D James album before bedtime. Foolish.

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

WOW. I still have fond memories of the fever dream where the angles of my duvet were the trajectories along which an interstellar war was being fought.

[atommickbrane.livejournal.com]

Oh, now that's a good one. I've had similar starship dreams, but they're usually on a bigger scale for me, as in I'm watching it from above and the starships are tracing out a celestial pattern I have to decipher. And they're all gorgeous black and white vector graphics. Basically, I dream like an omniscient all-knowing Vectrex.

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

Oh, but it was large scale! My duvet somehow equated to a whole galaxy.

[carsmilesteve.livejournal.com]

i had a dream last night that i was at glastonbury, but it was taking place in BRIGHTON (NB i haf never been to brighton). frankly i have glasto dreams approx 1 per month even though they are never actually set there, i am still at glastonbury...

[atommickbrane.livejournal.com]

The dream I immediately recall before the last two mentioned were the "everything is perfect" dream (which I think has cracked my heart yet again). And there was the Propaganda serial killer dream. That one was GRITTY.

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

'Everything is perfect' dreams are fvcking *killers*.

[atommickbrane.livejournal.com]

Thank you. Everyone else has been saying how they love them, and each time the crack in my heart yellows a little further (for the purposes of this conversation we're assuming my heart is made of marble).

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

I'd love to be made of marble. Strong, lasting, yet still somehow warm and alive.

These people are clearly insane. There's little worse than waking and realising that those ships did sail, the dead are still dead and you're not actually acquainted with the secret chiefs of the world.

Conversely, once you're awake enough to realise that a nightmare was indeed only a dream, the sense of relief is amazing.

[atommickbrane.livejournal.com]

I share your sentiments. Especially when I have a sore red nose, dark-rimmed ill eyes and pallid skin, the allure of marble is stronger than ever.

I'm probably quite lucky with nightmares, rarely do I get the creeping horrors which I'm thankful for. I occasionally get the insiduous tediously realistic ones where everyone hates me and I CAN SEE WHY because I've dreamt I've done something, and there's no way out... these are pretty obviously related to real life stress though which really needs to be cut the f#ck out, so I try not to grant them any credit.

I'd love to be made of marble. Strong, lasting, yet still somehow warm and alive.

[rentaghost31.livejournal.com]

and quite easily soluble?

Re: I'd love to be made of marble. Strong, lasting, yet still somehow warm and alive.

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

This has taken me back to Nottingham goth days, and the idea of the alcohol-soluble conscience.

It may erode, but it can survive centuries in the rain. That's more than flesh manages.

Re: I'd love to be made of marble. Strong, lasting, yet still somehow warm and alive.

[rentaghost31.livejournal.com]

sorry for taking you back to Nottingham there, dear. completely unintentional on my part. Bizarrely enough - I had a conversation over lunch about how violent Nottingham is. The winning theory was that its a result of a mutated Robin Hood ideal, in which they steal from the rich to glass the faces of the poor.

marble isn't exactly the most flexible of materials though - it would wreak havoc on your sex life. although it does come in some pretty colours.

Re: I'd love to be made of marble. Strong, lasting, yet still somehow warm and alive.

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

Oh no, they were happy days, in their way.

And marble statues have historically tended to have rather good sex lives...

[rentaghost31.livejournal.com]

There is a handbag thief in the Belfarce Ormeau Road Library!
We breed extremely well-read toerags round here, I'll have you know.

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

There was a sign in Victoria Library warning of similar behaviour, but I was more worried that the blatant mental sat opposite me would tip over from sniffing and stinking into axe-wielding murderousness.

[rentaghost31.livejournal.com]

cuh! what do you think it is? a gentleman's club?

[pippaalice.livejournal.com]

*fluffs hair* :/

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

You only want me for my Dylan Moran icon!

[pippaalice.livejournal.com]

And the fact you're really good in bed. :P

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

I suspect many readers will now be reaching for the phrase 'TMI'.

[pippaalice.livejournal.com]

*hides*

[cappuccino-kid.livejournal.com]

Ugh, I think I just managed to reach the In-Between half an hour before I had to get up today.

Luckily Andrew gave me a DVD of Laughing Gnome-era Bowie promos for my birthday so I have the perfect ingredients for a QNI.

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

...or a night of full-blown nightmares.

aint you got a gnome to go to?

[atommickbrane.livejournal.com]

I just couldn't STOP PUNNING.

Re: aint you got a gnome to go to?

[atommickbrane.livejournal.com]

Nowhere To Pun. Pun-Da-Mental. Welcome to the House of Pun.

Can I stop now.

Re: aint you got a gnome to go to?

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

Yes. Please.

Maryanne was only 10, full of life and oh so gay

[cappuccino-kid.livejournal.com]

any scenario that involves me sleeping sounds good.

it'll be fine though, it's got loads of mime pieces with the landlord from The Wicker Man an' all...

[icecoldinalex.livejournal.com]

cor, it doesn't half look better without all those stupid david and alex imposed parentheses!
but yeah, needing a drink... i'm practically still in saigon.

It didn't look to me like you were planning Sunday fixtures.

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

TBH I mainly omitted them because I couldn't remember where they went.

Saigon?

or discussing the finer points of the offside rule..

[icecoldinalex.livejournal.com]

Saigon = referring to Martin Sheen's opening lines in Apocalypse Now: "Saigon, sh!t. I'm still in Saigon...".

Was oft used back at school as an expression of, "fvck, we're still at school, i wish we were at the pub".

Hence:

Q "Fancy a drink tonight?"
A "God yeah, I'm still in Saigon"

errr, it made sense at the time, anyways!

Re: or discussing the finer points of the offside rule..

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

Unlike many in-jokes, once that one's explained I can see that it is indeed brilliant.

Re: or discussing the finer points of the offside rule..

[icecoldinalex.livejournal.com]

huzzah!

[ottah.livejournal.com]

the In-Between...so that's where I spend most of my nights!

[barrysarll.livejournal.com]

You poor thing! A visit or two per month is quite enough to knock me for six.

[ottah.livejournal.com]

Caffine keeps me moving when I need to...which is why I'm fortunate to have several coffee wenches who are well trained to ensure that as soon as I'm awake, they find me good coffee!