There are days when it's just like that
Dec. 14th, 2004 03:09 pmI must relate this dream before I forget it.
hobbitgal might be the only one that truly appreciates it, but I think the ending will appeal to everyone.
Last night I dreamt that some sort of revolution was taking place in my backyard. I was a spy working for the rebelling side. James D'Arcy dressed as Pullings from Master and Commander was on the other side, as was Hurley from Lost, and Tim Curry, who was wearing an English judge's wig. I'm sneaking around my yard with a shovel as my chosen weapon. James D'Arcy as Pullings sees me, asks me if I'm really a spy, and, when confronted with the horrifying truth, sinks to his knees and begins to cry like a bitch. The disturbance causes some random guy to run up to his aid, followed by Hurley and Tim Curry and his wig. I whacked the random guy in the face with the shovel, which made Hurley rethink any size advantage he had over me and stop in his tracks. I then ripped the wig off of Tim Curry's head and proceeded to run around my yard screaming, "I AM THE QUEEN OF ENGLAND!"
It's become more than apparent that my subconscious could do well with a rubber room and a backwards fitting jacket.
I paid off my spring tuition today and bought one of the books I'll need for class. My friend, Elena, is giving me the other book I need since she's already taken the class.
I'm in a much better mood than I was last night. Plan for today is to write and nap. As I've said before, these two things will not be done at the same time because I suck at multitasking.
Last night I dreamt that some sort of revolution was taking place in my backyard. I was a spy working for the rebelling side. James D'Arcy dressed as Pullings from Master and Commander was on the other side, as was Hurley from Lost, and Tim Curry, who was wearing an English judge's wig. I'm sneaking around my yard with a shovel as my chosen weapon. James D'Arcy as Pullings sees me, asks me if I'm really a spy, and, when confronted with the horrifying truth, sinks to his knees and begins to cry like a bitch. The disturbance causes some random guy to run up to his aid, followed by Hurley and Tim Curry and his wig. I whacked the random guy in the face with the shovel, which made Hurley rethink any size advantage he had over me and stop in his tracks. I then ripped the wig off of Tim Curry's head and proceeded to run around my yard screaming, "I AM THE QUEEN OF ENGLAND!"
It's become more than apparent that my subconscious could do well with a rubber room and a backwards fitting jacket.
I paid off my spring tuition today and bought one of the books I'll need for class. My friend, Elena, is giving me the other book I need since she's already taken the class.
I'm in a much better mood than I was last night. Plan for today is to write and nap. As I've said before, these two things will not be done at the same time because I suck at multitasking.
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Date: 2004-12-14 08:28 pm (UTC)OMG!! ALERT THE DREAM POLICE!!!!!
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Date: 2004-12-14 08:36 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-14 09:14 pm (UTC)See thats what these imposters do! They trick you into THINKING its the person...but trust me...Pullings/James does not cry like a bitch....hes far to butch for that....and he cries very prettily...I've seen it myself...
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Date: 2004-12-15 12:38 pm (UTC)*POKES!* where are you?!
WL,
Missy
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Date: 2004-12-15 02:55 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-12-19 02:07 am (UTC)WL,
Missy