Art by Meddygon
Monthly Archives: January 2002
Dream 02.01.30
I just dreamt that Jorenko and I were walking on some rocks by river, and were going to walk on them. I took off my sandals as Jorenko walked down, and once he reached the bottom, I tossed them to … Continue reading
Dream 02.01.30
Harry Potter related dream A young Schroe, along with two other students, both male, wander the dark halls of Hogwart’s. Schroe has it in her mind to scare these young’uns. The room falls into complete darkness, but the boys keep … Continue reading
Dream 2002.01.27
Great dreams, but the details are lost on me. One was about searching the dumpsters with Jorenko to fing pawnable items to sell :\ It reminded me of how much debt I’m in right now. I have a feeling I … Continue reading
Dream 02.01.24
Plays. Hospitals. Perfect Dark. Dorks. For some stupid reason, a math teacher (Schneider) asked me to be in a play. She handed me a script and I had one day to learn it before performance. I got the first half … Continue reading
Dream 2002.01.24
Someone just whispered in my ear . . . a female voice . . . “And when I saw it, it was an eyeful.”
Dream 02.01.23
I can’t recall much, but it started with massive lawbreaking high speed driving. With my mom in the passenger seat. The roads were familiar, I’ve dreamed them before, but they’re very weirdly designed. I have no words to explain it. … Continue reading
Dream 2002.01.22
Thought Class A combination of learning to concentrate psychic ability as well as philosophy. I did very well in it. Most of the people in the class were from my high school, including Squee, Jorenko, and the Lane twins. Everyone … Continue reading
Dream 2002.01.21
A half life dream. I was verbally guiding someone through a level that didn’t exist. The walls were red of the canyon he ran through. He came to an opening. There was a pit filled with water with a thin … Continue reading
THAT WAS MEAN
ettin64: THAT WAS MEANSchroe Dot Org: … I am a mean person. I commit crimes. And I’m psychic. They haven’t caught me. So I’m a small medium at large.ettin64: …. WHY DID I NOT SEE THAT COMING. That was bad … Continue reading
Dream 2002.01.19
Super Smash! It was more of wrestling type gimmicks and tricks mixed with corkies and stuff Azula and Schroe and that guy from 5th element that tries to mug Korbin, an octopus, and a blow up alien doll were among … Continue reading
Dream 02.01.18
And today we have: Law enforcement, Blues Brothers, and Travel Part III I could have been a police officer, special forces agent, or bounty hunter. But no matter what it was, I was on a team. I would have said … Continue reading
Dream 02.01.17
Dream Part I: At a sort of summer camp, packing up to leave. Some girl from my high school decides she’s going to go home separately from the group, so I help her go around the cabins and get her … Continue reading
Corkies 8
Originally done when I was still in high school, so the entry has been back-dated to a million years ago. Ettin Industries was a comic that Ettin started up and after a while I did the coloring and layout for. … Continue reading
More ZIM Fanart
YAY!
Half-Dreams
I’m so tired. When I close my eyes, I see dreams. I’m not even sleeping, but there they are, plain as day. They’re just variations of normal things. They’re odd, out of place, but they fit.
Dream 02.01.15
Half-Life, and faulty RPGs sticking in the wall.
Invader Pants
INVADER PANTS
Dream 2002.01.13
I have no farking clue what this one was a bout, but it involved coffee, cakes, campus (shopping) carts and Eddie and Psymon from SSX tricky, as well as Jorenko and I, and a few unknown people.
Dream 02.01.11
Wondering where Falco went? Wonder no more. Here’s a hint: Snowboarding. That’s right, kiddies! It’s yet another horrific games collision from the twisted dreams of Schroe – SSB Tricky. … It was fun, I swear.
Dream 2002.01.10
I had a dream. This is the second time I’ve had this dream. I know this. But this time, it finished. I think. Once again, my mother had taken me to some sort of hospital. I’m there to get a … Continue reading
Assumptions
Let’s assume for a brief moment that I believe the world revolves around me. That would mean that I would be trying to get people to love me, not telling them to fuck off.
White Boe Dies
White Boe Dies
On Futility
It’s not that I enjoy talking to walls . . . it’s that I enjoy convincing the wall that it’s a floor.