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^_^; I know I seem to be changing Giantpaper’s layout a lot lately, but I think I’ve been bitten by the creative bug (err, earlier it was the “oh noes, this layout’s starting to wear on me” bug, but lately, it’s the creative bug). This new layout is what I occupy my free time with now, so much so that I think about it when I’m in bed.

[Edit: Jun. 13, 11:17am] Whoops, forgot to mention that the new layout is still in progress (and probably will be for some time). >o<

And around 5ish this morning, I woke up with a need to use the toilet. And I was thinking about…Melissa’s RockGrrl layout!! XP

(While it looks very little like Melissa’s layout, it’s very much inspired by it, in terms of the dynamic sidebar. :3)

And this dream I had, it involved the beach. And bees.

Jeidai and her family invited us (Mom, Dad, Ryan, Lorin, me) to the beach. I didn’t have any beachy type of clothing, so I went in my t-shirt+jeans. And I wore my usual black sneakers (since I didn’t have any flip flops or sandals of any kind), sans socks. Yup.

And then we were at the park. We were playing on the grass, until Jeidai yelled some kind of warning to us. When we looked over to where she was standing, we saw a cloud of bees hovering around her.

Everyone freaked out, including me. Kids ran around in circles, trying to get away from the bees. And as for me, I started thinking over and over again, ‘Oh God, oh God, get these bees away from me!!’ When the bees didn’t leave, I propelled myself away from the area, via dream magic.

Then I was in a cabin in the snowy mountains that Jeidai and her family were renting, when a bee managed to follow me. >8D I quickly thought that maybe because bees hate the cold (do they?), so therefore the cold would kill it. I opened the door and tried to lure it out. But then I realized that if it hated the cold, then there was no freaking way it would go outside in the snow. It would want to stay inside where it’s warm, right? So I decided to take care of it myself and kicked it, grabbed it, squeezed it, etc. etc. (all while miraculously not stinging myself). Then while it was on the floor, I stepped on it (while wearing shoes). Except I think its stinger managed to puncture the almost one inch thick sole of my shoe, because I felt a sharp pinprick on my foot…

::cue me waking up and immediately thinking about Melissa’s layout::

The end.

[Edit: 12:54am] Wow, one HTML error and one typo.

Modified: November 29th, 2008