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omgwtf indeed.
wtf brain.
Ok. You want nightmare? This is way more nightmare than, say, Sweeney Todd. I went and napped with Quin, because I was tired and sleepy and I really hope I didn't miss the mailman, BECAUSE I WOULD LIKE MY FUCKING MAIL AFTER A WEEK, YOU LAZY ASSHOLE.
Anyway.
The dream started out ok--
Timey and I and a bunch of us at... DragonCon, maybe. It's the amalgamated hotel I see in my dreams (weird cross of Chicago/Atlanta and St. Louis), and we were all gleeful, but I had to get something from the car and when I came back I ran into--
--that bouncy, nice chick from Burbank, whose name is escaping me, but who I quite liked and she dubbed us the Ladies in Waiting, ya?-- (not MrsMayorOfDogsville)
And we hugged and chatted, and I was like, "Wanna come to my parents and cook dinner for everyone?"
She said g'bye to her friends and went off with me, and on the way, I told her all the little secrets about this con hotel--like where the liquor stores were and the grocery, and the nearby park -- (this hotel and its environs have been in my dreams about cons, before. It's very St. Louis-oriented, now I remember)
And then we went to my parents', which was on the way, or was at the con city, or something, and ... we barbecued out in the back, but the cd player that's in our kitchen, that I have to hit to get the speakers to work was there. And it was night and I needed to do laundry and I put my stuff in and then found that it didn't work and there were BUGS. wtf hi Florida? and then there was some guy I knew--not my brother? I don't think--and he showed up to help me pull laundry back out and then commisreated and then it was near-daylight and.
I found out that my parents' situation is dire and the water was turned off and their plumbing was shot and dad lost his job and, they weren't even in the house, which was weird, but--
Then we all (because everyone else showed up_ piled in the car and took off, but we stopped fast, because we'd left the other chick back at the house and Quin, too (wtf). and then I got stuck turning around, then free and we drove back--
--and she was asleep on a deck chair around the pool my parents now have. And Quin was outside, someone having let her out and the meat was still not cooked on the grill and--
--then I woke up and went "wtf."
And now I go to check the mail. If he hasn't come through, I may sit down there with Captain Jack.
Ok. You want nightmare? This is way more nightmare than, say, Sweeney Todd. I went and napped with Quin, because I was tired and sleepy and I really hope I didn't miss the mailman, BECAUSE I WOULD LIKE MY FUCKING MAIL AFTER A WEEK, YOU LAZY ASSHOLE.
Anyway.
The dream started out ok--
Timey and I and a bunch of us at... DragonCon, maybe. It's the amalgamated hotel I see in my dreams (weird cross of Chicago/Atlanta and St. Louis), and we were all gleeful, but I had to get something from the car and when I came back I ran into--
--that bouncy, nice chick from Burbank, whose name is escaping me, but who I quite liked and she dubbed us the Ladies in Waiting, ya?-- (not MrsMayorOfDogsville)
And we hugged and chatted, and I was like, "Wanna come to my parents and cook dinner for everyone?"
She said g'bye to her friends and went off with me, and on the way, I told her all the little secrets about this con hotel--like where the liquor stores were and the grocery, and the nearby park -- (this hotel and its environs have been in my dreams about cons, before. It's very St. Louis-oriented, now I remember)
And then we went to my parents', which was on the way, or was at the con city, or something, and ... we barbecued out in the back, but the cd player that's in our kitchen, that I have to hit to get the speakers to work was there. And it was night and I needed to do laundry and I put my stuff in and then found that it didn't work and there were BUGS. wtf hi Florida? and then there was some guy I knew--not my brother? I don't think--and he showed up to help me pull laundry back out and then commisreated and then it was near-daylight and.
I found out that my parents' situation is dire and the water was turned off and their plumbing was shot and dad lost his job and, they weren't even in the house, which was weird, but--
Then we all (because everyone else showed up_ piled in the car and took off, but we stopped fast, because we'd left the other chick back at the house and Quin, too (wtf). and then I got stuck turning around, then free and we drove back--
--and she was asleep on a deck chair around the pool my parents now have. And Quin was outside, someone having let her out and the meat was still not cooked on the grill and--
--then I woke up and went "wtf."
And now I go to check the mail. If he hasn't come through, I may sit down there with Captain Jack.