Why does everyone want to tie me up?!

http://talkhaus.raocow.com/viewforum.php?f=3

I haven't gone to this forum in ages... And I'll go with O.

Posted by GreyMaria

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So @Trelior's been absent for three months...

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I was just looking at the memberlist yesterday and wondering how long it had been... huh.

Nya nya!

All posts should be in the form of a question

Pretty well! I got a perfect score on my first midterm, which was nice. (Not so nice was having a midterm three weeks into the semester, but eh)

What are you referencing with the thread title? I can't figure it out...

Well, the old title was "Previous Question Thread Memorial Question Thread" or something like that for most of this incarnation of the thread's existence, and it died out... so I had to try something new.

A burrito from this place, which is my usual lunch when I'm on campus.

Posted by Emuz

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OOoo.. Looks yummy. Do you prefer spicy or mild?

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Their burritos are pretty mild... when I cook I usually end up making things spicier, but this is also because I tend to overspice things in general.

I won

Also, no one wants to be tied with me- does that mean I'm just tied up alone? =o

Posted by GreyMaria

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O Magic Conch Shell... what do we do now?

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You're not getting out of the kelp forest that easy...

Posted by Emuz

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If you were able to do one thing, anything on Kafuka what would be, and why?

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If I wanted to do something, wouldn't I just do it?

Or if it's something I can't do at the moment... maybe add another forum? (Though for what, hm...)

Are you a forum hipster now?

I had a few dreams last night (including, among other things, catgirls and Korean empires), but I only really remember the last one...

So, I'm on Hawaii (I've never been to Hawaii so this is just my mind's creation), and am in a hotel (or apartment? dunno which) that is above a marketplace with all sorts of fruits and beanie babies and other various things. I spend some time looking around the market at various things, but eventually I decide to go out.

So the market is on an island, and I want to go into town, which is on another island. Obviously I take the Green Line, which is there for some reason that I don't question. The interior of the trolley is like the interior of a small crossover SUV, and I'm crammed in with several people. There's a loud clunking noise, and I notice the windshield wiper is on fire.

This is obviously concerning, and all of us passengers want to get off the train at the next stop. But the train has to go through the dense forest and there aren't any stops for awhile. To make matters worse, the driver doesn't notice anything, and is going faster and faster. One person jumps out of the moving trolley. Eventually, the trolley derails (or the rails really just abruptly ended) and the trolley goes flying down the road, sparks flying, we're all freaking out, and then it hits a parked car, rolls over, and explodes.

At the moment of this I immediately black out and enter a really weird state, where I seem to have just decided "nope, I don't want to experience death". So I'm floating there awhile, everything that just happened feeling like a dream (well, it was, but I was also still dreaming) and I think I'm about to wake up.

I wake up in the city on the island I was going to, which is like a quaint New England town center transplanted to an island environment. Actually, I kind of more "reconnect" with myself than "wake up", since I'm already walking around, kind of dazed. I realize that while I don't seem to be physically hurt, I seem to have lost my shirt in the accident, and am wearing nothing but an orange skirt. Which is not good, of course.

So I rush into a nearby clothing store. They have a sign that says "by appointment only", but it's kind of an emergency? There are no customers in the store, anyway. There is a big tall muscular guy, who I'm afraid is going to molest me, but then I decide I'm being irrational. I explain myself to the woman behind the counter, but she doesn't believe me until she looks out of the window and sees people carrying body bags from the crash site. So she sells me a white shirt with a blue collar, which I put on.

I'm worried that I lost my wallet and won't be able to pay for it, but then she gives me change and a receipt, so I figure I must have already paid. She also said she's seen me around and needs to fill some holes in my wardrobe, but I don't want to buy more clothes right now.

So I try to leave, but the doorman (who I didn't notice before, because he is one foot tall) freaks out, and points to the long line of people, saying that I cut in front of them and can't just leave now. We argue briefly, but then I realize I can just jump over him. He yells at me some more, but I ignore him, and walk over to the street crossing to cross the street. I don't notice him coming after me until he jumps at me and bites my butt, at which point I decide that was a dumb thing to happen, and wake up.

So my dreams are kind of strange.

Posted by GreyMaria

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Nicole: The Forum?

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I have no idea what people would post in that forum. (alternate answer: "isn't that called Kafuka?" )

Posted by GreyMaria

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<Natalie> http://www.dolphinbayhilo.com/cook.html this just screams "lawsuit"

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As long as they tell you it's illegal!

I guess you're right, since I haven't caught any since then until just now a Butterfree!

I didn't know we had posting fees... whoops =o

Posted by Trapster

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You're not tied up alone anymore, Nicole.

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I hope GreyMaria is happy