Last night I had a strange dream in which I was watching a cartoon entitled "Winnie the Pooh and the Peasants' Revolt."

Which, as you might guess, did exactly what it said on the tin.

And I just remembered it now along with the fact that when I'm typing the word "deposition" frequently comes out as "depotition," and that in 1 Henry IV Henry says ( Read more... )

Last night I had an unsettling dream in which I was living in a horrific futuristic dystopia.

A horrific, futuristic dystopia that was run by the Muppets.

My subconscious is weird.

And I AM "passionate to the point of insanity."

I just got out of bed and am generally work-avoidant enough to take quizzes about series of books I have not actually read but am thinking about. (Beth said I would probably like it okay if I wanted leisure reading as it is obviously based on the Wars of the Roses.)

( Song of Ice and Fire quiz. Bits of this are highly accurate. Not the 'fucking your siblings' part, because ew. I hope none of them are reading this, because there is no way to bring up this issue that is not highly disturbing in some way. Anyway. Other bits of this kind of work. Also I get where the whole 'similar to the plantagenets' thing comes in. Heh. )

It is not, really, that unusual for random historical figures to show up in my dreams, even when it's completely anachronistic (my subconscious doesn't understand periodization), which is why it is typical that when I had a weird-ass dream last night that was set in a creepy mechanical cathedral in modern-day England it was not that strange for ( Read more... )

As I have mentioned before in this space, I have never seen an episode of Doctor Who in my life (though the first season of the new one is in my Netflix queue).

I wonder, then, why last night I dreamed about being Rose Tyler? I blame you guys. (I half-expect to start dreaming SGA episodes any day.) There were Daleks and everything. (There was also ( Read more... )

So I can tell I've definitely gotten hooked on Firefly because last night I had a very strange dream in which I was in Ann Arbor with the crew of Serenity fending off an attack by throngs of insane sorority girls. At the end of it it was just me and Mal and Kaylee and a whole lot of frightening bleached-blonde girls in low-riding black capri pants ( Read more... )

Yesterday I was hubristic enough to think I was up to eating Real Food, and this act ushered in the return of the Random Stomach Thing that's been bothering me all week. I find it profoundly unfair that I've spent most of my spring break feeling like condensed ick. It also means that I have done very little on the Woodstock paper other than to ( Read more... )

Last night I had a dream in which I was directing a really off-the-cuff low-budget student production of Othello in which for some reason I had been prevailed upon to do the title role. In all my Anglo-Saxon pastiness. It was really weird. And people kept interrupting the production because it was located in the middle of the student center, but ( Read more... )

I was going to post a link to the one online version of Polemo-Middinia I found (as mentioned in the previous post), but on further review, besides the censorship of some lines, it's really just not a very good text, with lots of weird variants. I'll have to transcribe it later ( Read more... )

The people at Weebls (you know, they of the badger badger badger badger MUSHROOM MUSHROOM) have a new toon up. I like this one ( Read more... )