remotely strange?

baked some cookies

last batch in the oven now

went to go get the recipe and found two big packets of my two favourite chip flavours in the cupboard

hm....wat are you hiding mother? secret snacks!?

had another weird dream this morning

although i can't really remember it all

there was one part where my dad was going to give all his jeans away since they didn't fit his belly inside them anymore

oh i'm starting to remember more

i was sitting on the ground in a kind of dark castle and looking through Anais' studio art folio [although...she doesn't actually do studio art so yeh] and it had stacks and stacks of really cool stuff in it

and then this woman with short [shoulder] bouncy blonde hair and tiny spectacles on comes in, sits on the other side of Anais' folio and starts talking to me about my folio

she starts off really nicely...you noe that way people talk before saying something bad

she's like, i've looked at ur folio, and it's really good, lots of this and that.......

and then she says that it's a very positive folio, the way i write/talk about my stuff is really...well i keep complementing myself

she says that they [whoever 'they' are] are worried that when i go out into the world

and i interupt and say that i noe that my stuff isn't really that good to the outside world, but that to me it is good, and that i noe that the world is a much harder judge than myself

she gives me a funny look

then suddenly i'm on the carpet in my lounge room and mum is talkin to the rest of the family in the kitchen about how scared she used to be back wen my dad worked during the day and she'd be at home with us kids...like closing the curtains...not answering the door, pretending not to be home.. [btw it is all true...she's mentioned it many times before]

and then som1 rings our doorbell and we get all freaked out and i go to answer the door...just opening the wooden door a crack...and i see that stuck to the fly-wire door is an envelope, i reach through to grap it and i realise that there's this car on our....cement block that leads to the door? and the headlights are shining so that a silhouette of a man can be seen...and it's freaky cos i'm grabbing at the envelope but it just won't come off the door....i finally get it and lock the door rushedly [is that a word?]

mum is talkin on the phone to som1....talking about how she knows how to use a gun, she'd learnt the basics back wen dad worked during the day...all while i was struggling with the door...which makes everything that little bit freakier

i open the envelope and i take out this book...you noe wen there's so much in a book that the pages kinda boof up from the spine? yeh it was like that. and it seemed much bigger than the actual envelope....

so i start flipping through it and it's like pages from all my folios and some bits from my blog and even conversations i've had with people....as well as msn conversations....and i'm trying to read a certain one that i had with a green-lady...i don't know anything else about her...i think she wore green and had long brown hair....

but the pages kept flipping back and forth and my mind was racing and i couldn't make sense of anything

that's all i can remember

i think there was also this part where someone was talkin to harry potter about being worried about him...like his attitude...and so he had to take care of this little thing...didn't look anything like a house elf but apparently it was....for...i think 36 years...and harry gets annoyed and storms off with the house elf struggling to keep up

i noe there was more..but i've forgotten

i have nothing else remotely interesting happening in my life