green except too damn hot @green@awoo.space

tbh the giant rattlesnake dream was almost certainly inspired by the Glitch Mob cover art to "We Can Make The World Stop" https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/we-can-make-the-world-stop-ep/445708663

... although it was close enough to get me easily. I had some vague idea that you could determine the age of a rattlesnake by the number of rattles on its tail, and another dream-person and I counted them as the giant snake moved, but we only saw nine.

nothing else coherent or memorable, really, but those parts were neat. :D

in one part of the dream my bedding was infested with tiny (fly-sized) lizards. I was upset, because they were ADORABLE and I was afraid that I'd roll over and squish a bunch of them, and I wanted to save as many as possible.

in another part I was out in some scrubby almost-desert and saw a snake pile. in the middle of the pile, all tangled up with the other snakes, was a *huge* rattlesnake; its body was about two feet thick. I didn't feel frightened at all...

@Edelwood in an ideal world this guy would get eaten by a badger.

@Qwyrdo@witches.town I'd put myself at 40% scaly, 40% birdy, and 20% furry.

@acetone_kitten arise from the ashes!

@guerrillarain@witches.town as a fellow Sag (assuming you're one too) I just gotta say SHUT UP ~accurate~ ;_________;

oh yeah I forgot to mention I dreamed that Amazon started offering a new service: Amazon.com Murder Exchange. see you sign up and put in the name and location (and picture) of the person you want killed, and front a certain amount of cash, and then you get assigned a person close to you who you have to kill, and somebody else gets assigned your target. you get paid for it too, Amazon just skims a percentage off the top for facilitating the arrangement. :|

made a second try at chicken stoup, it went very well again! next I have to look up some actual recipes, so I can make something a bit different... nothing wrong with the stoup, but it could get samey if it's all we're eating for a couple of weeks until Spouse is capable of cooking again.

@literorrery I mean... my hands aren't clean by any means, I'm still living in Omelas--but I do what I can to reduce the harm I do. after doing that job for--less than a year, I can only imagine myself quitting and dedicating my knowledge and experience to *changing the system* instead of passively handing down death sentences and "feeling bad" about it. I personally would not be able to live with that choice.

@literorrery this is just... *he* was trying to make *you* FEEL SORRY FOR HIM. "I had ~no choice~ but to do this horrible thing!" YOU ALWAYS HAVE A CHOICE. how somebody can sit there hand-wringing while doing hideous things for a fucking salary... UGH.

"The Ones Who Walk Away From Omelas" should be *required reading*, starting in grade school. :|

@literorrery arrrrrgggghhhh. so, so much empathy.

*damn* the downstairs neighbors are listening to their music *really* loud. it's 9:30, they're within the rules, but... *damn*. o____o