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I got a hundred more like you, so don't be blue; I'll have a thousand 'fore I'm through

Posted on 2006.15.10 at 14:19
where am I: going to work
How I feel about it all: rushedrushed
Soundtrack: Gordon Lightfoot - For Loving Me/Did She Mention My Name
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I had a weird dream with a lot of weird stuff in it. But apparently it was also a comedy as well (thankfully without a laugh track). I was looking at myself in the mirror, and noticed I'd lost weight. I turned around and looked and said, woah, I've lost some in my arse, too, yay! Then I noticed another area thatI thought was too flabby, but I wasn't sure whether it was also a part of the same area. I realised it wasn't, it was the part of the back of my arm with my elbow. So I thought to myself, "I really don't know my arse from my elbow, do I?" *headdesk*

In the same dream, I was on Block Island, walking past a little building on Dodge Street (one of the main roads). Turns out MENSA had a headquarters here (in my dream anyway). It was late at night, after midnight, but the lights were on and there were people inside. I walked in and asked if they had any information on the group, and both of them gave me versions of "we're too busy, we don't feel like helping you".

Another part of the dream involved being late for a class taught by Stephen King because I couldn't find a bra that didn't hurt my back because the only one I had was worn and the hooks were broken. Also I ended up wearing someone else's shoes which were too big and I had to change them. I don't know if I ever made it to the class. The two women who were with me said, oh, it's going to be easy, and I said, I don't think so, because SK would be someone who would want us to actually learn stuff. Before that, I was walking down the street with him (SK, that is, also on Block Island, but also not on Block Island because there were Tall New Buildings. I love dreams. *g*). These are my celebrity dreams. I even lead a boring dreamlife.

I also dreamed about Fraser, but I don't know if it was part of the same dream or not. There were weird crawlspaces and rusty mechanical carousels or something, and also small containers with Adderall XR in them. Something to do with drug dealers. I don't think I was even myself here. And I never dream about Fraser (who is the closest thing to my fake!twin brother I'll ever get). I did dream I was kissing Alex Krycek once (ETA: This was years ago. Not the same dream). That was nice.

Also that Neil Gaiman was a doctor. That could have been nice as well, but he didn't talk to me much. *g*

Okay, time for work. *waves*

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Smelly
topaz7 at 2006-10-15 19:00 (UTC) ()
Whatever you're consuming before bed, I want some! Those are some really vivid dreams. I barely remember mine, and when I do, they're unbelievably dull.

I took some melatonin one time and had those kinds of dreams, it was very cool. Unfortunately, it didn't help me sleep all that well.
the pirate queen of norway
ashkitty at 2006-10-15 19:24 (UTC) ()
This has nothing to do with your dreams at all, but I love your music choice. :)
try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
primroseburrows at 2006-10-15 22:14 (UTC) ()
<3<3<3 Gordon Lightfoot. Since I was a wee one. :)
the pirate queen of norway
ashkitty at 2006-10-15 22:36 (UTC) ()
Me too. :)
try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
primroseburrows at 2006-10-15 22:36 (UTC) ()
And of course, I edited it to spell it right. What can I say, I was hungry.
Die sexuellen Phantasien der Kohlmeisen
dar_jeeling at 2006-10-15 19:56 (UTC) ()
I did dream I was kissing Alex Krycek once. That was nice.
If I had to describe a dream kiss with Alex Krycek, 'nice' wouldn't be the first word to come to mind.

;)
try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
primroseburrows at 2006-10-15 22:16 (UTC) ()
The dream was three years ago or so. *g* The fact that I remember it is notable.
the day you left was just my beginning
patchfire at 2006-10-15 22:19 (UTC) ()
Am most sad that you have work today. :P Are you off tomorrow?

I have Plans with episodes of CSI: tonight, though. Am large geek.

I like the way your font is the font I type in. As a result, I am often tempted to continue rambling whenever I leave you a comment. This probably says something about me, but I am not sure precisely what it says, in the end.
try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
primroseburrows at 2006-10-15 22:20 (UTC) ()
I am off tomorrow, aye.

I think this is Comic Sans MS, right? It's Pretty.
the day you left was just my beginning
patchfire at 2006-10-15 22:23 (UTC) ()
I think it is. It is pretty. It is also very different when everything else is the Same Old Font. :P

Yay, you shall have to actually be online!
Doug
eltonroo at 2006-10-16 01:50 (UTC) ()
How can you dream about Fraser without Lilith?
Lilith cracks me up.
:)
try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
primroseburrows at 2006-10-16 05:30 (UTC) ()
Do you know I can count the episodes of Frasier I've seen on oh, the first TWO fingers of one hand? *g* I never got all the Frasiermania. I had a dog named after a character in the show, ironically. The shelter named a whole litter of puppies after the cast and I got Roz. The name suited her, somehow. *g*

Seinfeld is another story entirely. Now there was a show.

Of course, I could dream about the Fraser river, but then I'd have to also dream about salmon, which would make me hungry and wake me up. However, I might also dream about Monty Python's Lumberjack Sketch, which would be even cooler. :)
Doug
eltonroo at 2006-10-17 16:46 (UTC) ()
I support your argument that Seinfeld is the superior show. I just look at the characters and begin to chuckle. Especially when George deflates the bubble boy...
try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
primroseburrows at 2006-10-17 17:09 (UTC) ()
Or when Kramer cooks himself. Or when Jerry can't remember his girlfriend's name. Or when Elaine does just about anything. *cheers*
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