Sketchtastic
Another freaky-ass dream last night, but thankfully, it was a two-parter, with the conclusion being a bit better. It started off featuring some guy who had kidnapped two chipmunks and had planned to molest them, and was making out with a dog at the same time.
Grosss-ass fucking fowl. I think this stemmed from this documentary I saw on IFC the other day called "Deliver Us From Evil" about this pedophile priest, but I dunno.
The second part was much better. I was traversing this long, barren landscape towards this large black mountain along with this sister-like figure where we’d planned to do battle with some big, black demon thing. But every so often, there would be this oasis that was a water park, and we’d stop and go down the slides and chill in the water a bit. It was kind of cool. Odd, but cool.
I sometimes wonder if my dreams are some sort of window into hell.
