Three wacky dreams for the price of one.
Jan. 19th, 2005 03:56 pmSo, last night/this morning was obviously Merv Pumpkinhead pulling overtime for me, because I had not one, but three extremely vivid dreams.
Dream 1: I was looking at my teeth in the mirror and discovered I had cavities in all of them. This is your fault, Dex. ;)
Dream 2: I was in the Barrow St place in Brunswick, with Kielle and Bounce - Kielle was visiting, Bounce lived there, I think. I'd just finished writing this epic original story on the laptop and had handed it off to Kielle to proof read, and the Duran Duran song "Come Undone" was playing repetitively. Actually, that was the name of the story. Wish I could remember what it was about now.
Dream 3: I was at work, clerking for a bunch of Perin matters, when there was a ruckus in the courtroom (I was out in the foyer for some reason). A defendant was going absolutely crazy, and trying to get through the back door where the magistrate comes in. There was a lot of shouting, and then someone came back and told me the defendant was dead, and we'd have to hold off court until someone took away the body.
My brain is weird.
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And a meme, that's nice and easy and doesn't involve lots of brain work on your part. ;)
Sum up your opinion or impression of me in one word.
Then post this sentence in your journal.
Then there's the "What do you think of me, really?" Which I will answer as tactfully as a public servant can, unless you ask me to be completely honest as my scary characterisation powers can be.
Dream 1: I was looking at my teeth in the mirror and discovered I had cavities in all of them. This is your fault, Dex. ;)
Dream 2: I was in the Barrow St place in Brunswick, with Kielle and Bounce - Kielle was visiting, Bounce lived there, I think. I'd just finished writing this epic original story on the laptop and had handed it off to Kielle to proof read, and the Duran Duran song "Come Undone" was playing repetitively. Actually, that was the name of the story. Wish I could remember what it was about now.
Dream 3: I was at work, clerking for a bunch of Perin matters, when there was a ruckus in the courtroom (I was out in the foyer for some reason). A defendant was going absolutely crazy, and trying to get through the back door where the magistrate comes in. There was a lot of shouting, and then someone came back and told me the defendant was dead, and we'd have to hold off court until someone took away the body.
My brain is weird.
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And a meme, that's nice and easy and doesn't involve lots of brain work on your part. ;)
Sum up your opinion or impression of me in one word.
Then post this sentence in your journal.
Then there's the "What do you think of me, really?" Which I will answer as tactfully as a public servant can, unless you ask me to be completely honest as my scary characterisation powers can be.
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Date: 2005-01-18 09:25 pm (UTC)*sniggers*
No, really. It's like. Mmm.. I should think of a better word.
Intrepid.
And now me, please? :) Be honest and scary.
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Date: 2005-01-18 09:32 pm (UTC)Lessee... Mel. Mels are... amazing, really. *grins* Seriously, you go out and you do what you want to do, and you always manage to give the impression you're having the time of your life doing it. I know that's not always the case, and you're one of the best people I know at hiding the crap under the whole 'I'm fine!' thing, but I still think you're one of the strongest and wisest people I know. Because you always manage to make me see when I'm being completely stupid, and you can tell me not-so-good things about myself and not have me go into throes of self-loathing. That's a rare talent. ;) You're perceptive, and have a great sense of humour, but you've also got a certain amount of... insecurity, I guess it is, that makes you afraid of long-term commitment. Possibly along the lines of not being able to keep the Melness up long term.
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Date: 2005-01-18 09:50 pm (UTC)