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[aslant]

i woke up at 4:22 am from a bad dream, only to hear some sort of crying wendigo noise in the street. it was unreal -- not animal, not human, not mechanical, but something in between. it was, i want to say, soughing.

the dream was worse than noises in the night, though: in the dream, my brother josh had died and we were all at his funeral, and it was too, too real. right down to the petty pre-funeral squabbles with relatives. his coffin passed me as i sobbed. i couldn't stop thinking about how now it was just katie and i, two sisters, no longer a triad completed by one brother.

between the wendigo and the dream i cried a little before i could fall back asleep. today is josh's 21st birthday, i have to call him later and remind him not to get alcohol poisoning tonight.



despite all that, i am actually in a decent mood today. it's a cold friday, but my rollerskates should be delivered today. and a big blizzard is on its way, 8 to 14 inches.

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[kleinekatze.livejournal.com]

as far as i know, josh is still fine. he's looking forward to sleeping in this morning and not getting too incredibly drunk. he really doesn't like getting the spins or throwing up, so he'll probably be drinking enough and smoking a little bit, too. i just bought him a pipe for his birthday. yes, i support that.

there's something kind of captain-plantety about the way i read the "triad completed by one brother." made me smile early early in the morning.

xoxo.
katie

il sindacato castaldese

[aslant.livejournal.com]

aww. see, we take care of our own :) what a nice present, i hope it doesn't interfere with his work/school, though. keep an eye on him.

i'm glad he doesn't want to get stinking drunk...when i talked to mom the other day she said he was having some fun joking with her about how much he was going to drink, i'm glad to hear he's more practical about it in reality. i doubt he wants to hear i dreamt he died, but i really do love him & want him to stay safe, you know? i promise not to call him too early, though :)

but seriously, can you imagine if we weren't three, but two? i would be so incredibly sad. the dream made me feel more motivated to move back west so we can all see more of each other.

Re: il sindacato castaldese

[kleinekatze.livejournal.com]

living in separate homes but in the same general area is good for our family dynamic. if you fight, you just go to your home and leave everyone else alone for a little while, and eventually, everyone's happy again. and when things are going well, as they usually are, actually, it's all the more wonderful to see each other a few times a week. living all together though, yikes, no thank you. tried that, didn't really like it. that's why i think it would be such a good idea if mom and dad build the little bedroom-cabins around the property like maureen suggested. that way, when we come to visit, we use their house for everything except sleeping. excellent.

[bruisesroses.livejournal.com]

cryptozoology for fun and profit

[aslant.livejournal.com]

thank you -- it was a truly bizarre combination of things to wake up to. kirk's theory is that the noise was the radiator hissing with steam/pipe noises carried up from the basement. but i'm not convinced.

the dream itself is still sad to think of. i'm glad things are otherwise going well or it would have dealt me quite a blow.

[l-aurore.livejournal.com]

every once in a while, i have one of those dreams where someone dies and it is just too real, and i'm left shuddering in the morning. it changes my mood for the whole day long. i'm sorry to hear yoy've had the same experience.

and my little brother also turned 21 this week - it's certainly a scary thought, for my brother anyway!

night noises

[hu-d-fugami.livejournal.com]

I was 17, home alone, after 11 pm... I was reading Salem's Lot (the chapter where the little boy vampire floats up to the window?) when I heard this inhuman noise in the yard-- some kind of otherwordly crying infant right outside my window... you know those unbelievable moments where you know things can't be happening, but they are?

Being young, dumb and full of testosterone, I grabbed the flashlight and went (gulp) outside to find that one of the cats had a baby rabbit by the nape of the neck, just like a kitten. A quick tap on the head caused the cat to drop said bunny, which skittered off into the brush. I grabbed the cat and went inside. I don't think I've ever been that unsettled since.

I've had several episodes in recent months where I wake up to the sound of my name being called (sometimes very loudly!) only to find that the family and the neighborhood are all fast asleep. I think it means my subconscious is trying to get my attention.

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[aslant.livejournal.com]

my three uncles apparently swore of rabbit hunting when they caught one as kids and heard the noise it made. like a human baby, they said. i've never heard it and i never want to! (shudder)

i've heard of the phenomenon of waking to the sound of your name being called...that's happened to me before, too. it happens sometimes when i'm stressed, because i'm convinced i should be awake doing something. very eerie.

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[aslant.livejournal.com]

[that should be..."swore off"...]