Yep ... he's still here

Well hello there stranger(s) ...

I know you're all like "what the hell is taking this fool so long to post another blog?" and "when he does, is it gonna be another year before he posts a new one?" To this I say SHUT THE HELL UP! :o) <---betcha didn't see that coming.

So look, I apparently don't have as much time to blog as I thought I did (I'm lying, I have more time on my hands than skin). I just don't think I'm all that interesting. However, many of you apparently think otherwise. I have gotten many, many, MANY requests to update and give you something new (more often) and so I will do so moving forward. (I'm also getting threatening twitter messages to post or else ~ shouts to my twitter buddy @skinnyjeanius <---follow him)

I know, I know, I say I'll update all the time, but this time I think I can commit to giving you at least 1 post a week. (I hope - no, I'll do my very best - promise!) I'm preparing to change the format of how I blog. One of my favorite bloggers (another @skinnyjeanius plug *READ HIS BLOG TOO*) has an awesome format and I'm gonna jock his style a bit. (I hope he doesn't mind. *really he knows I don't care!*) I have a lot of mini-posts that I haven't shared because they didn't seem to be cohesive with other things I posted that day. Well I think I'm gonna just use his style and add a "-----" and start a new post on the same day. (I can use his style - don't judge me!)

Anyway ...

It's a new year! There's a new me! (well kinda) Basically I'm just starting fresh. I have a lot of stuff to say about that, but I'll share it with you probably tomorrow.

I'm done now ... Just wanted to let you know that I'm still here!

Cya soon

Oh ... and btw, you can find me @VWayne on twitter. Follow me now ... or else

Afraid to Dream ~ a reprise

So this morning I woke up sweating and trembling. Here it is 2 hours later and I still remember it as vividly as if it were happening at this moment. It repeats in my mind in a constant loop. *sigh* I know for many of you, this would only mean you might be scared for a few minutes, realize it was a dream and move on. Alas, it just doesn't work quite that way for me. If you have been reading my blog, you know that dreams are not my forte. If this is the first of my posts you've experienced (first, welcome! second ...) feel free to read the more telling story here.

OK, so perhaps you would like some details. Bear with me as I pause a bit (not that you'll likely notice as you're reading) but it's difficult to divulge.

**I'll input "....." to let you know where I stopped/cried/paused/freaked out**

So here goes .....

Without knowing the reasons or the circumstances leading up to these events, I'm at my mom's house. For some reason, we are all pretty scared already. To make a long story short, some sort of sharp shooter was attacking all the members of my family. Like I said, I have no idea what motive he had in so doing but he was picking off each member, one by one. He started outside the house and shot through the windows. Of course we then got down on the floor, fearing for our lives. This just made his chase get closer and closer until he was in the house. In scenes that seemed to be similar to that of Jason or Michael Myers (if either might have carried a rifle of some sort) he found each member of my family and killed them with a single shot.

As he approached the room where I stood motionless (however trembling - go figure) with my bf and my nephew, I tried to come up with a way to protect us. In the blink of an eye (not sure if my motionless body caused me to blank out or what), he had somehow entered the room, shot my bf 3 times (an apparent struggle) and turned to come after my nephew. .....

It's so weird to be able to see it all happen and to be a part of the happening, all at once. It sounds weird to me as I try to form the words to explain it so that it makes sense to you. But I watched as he shot my nephew in the leg, he only got the leg because I lunged at him. In the same moment, we were in the kitchen and falling down the front stairs toward the door. Having the advantage of being above him, I was able to stop a bullet, that rang out right next to my face, from piercing my skull. Somehow a scuffle ensues and I manage to get the rifle pointed at him. When I open my eyes, my nephew is hugging me, crying, on the floor at the top of the stairs. I have no idea how I got there or if the killer is dead but I do see his body at the bottom of the stairs.

When I wake up again, my mom and other members of my family are coming into the house and upstairs. I was apparently dreaming and begin uncontrollable sobbing.

Then I wake up, trembling and crying. Once I realize that it was a dream - within a dream *whew* - I manage to get out of bed to wash my face.

Here it is, hours after I woke from the dream, I am still shaken by it. Given my feelings regarding my family and given my track record with dreams, I'm beyond freaked out.



I think that's enough now, I did better than I thought I would.


TTYS

*~*VWayne*~*

All Hallow's Eve 2009

So I wanted all my followers here @ Beyond the Veil to have the opportunity to view my pictures from Halloween, even if you aren't my friend on FaceBook (the only other place I posted them) so I created some slideshows for ya.

I hope to hear your thoughts ... (there are 3 sets)


SET ONE




SET TWO




SET THREE



Again, your thoughts are appreciated ...

TTYS
*~VWayne~*