Last night I had a dream where Nick Cave and I worked in a comic book store of some kind and his laptop was covered in paint, and we had to fight two giant worms (one was bigger than the other) made of dough that were killing people and we were barricading ourselves and the customers inside the store. We'd just figured out that setting the worms on ( Read more... )

 This morning I woke up from having had a sexy, embarrassing dream about the Cinema Snob. Oh good lord. He was wearing the suit and talking. I was seducing him. (I think spending so much time around all of these corsets has started to go to my head!)
Somehow during the ... stuff ... it began to be like I was writing a fanfic, or I was hearing the ( Read more... )

 Last night I dreamt that a bunch of us from the Treehouse were at some hotel where they were filming the Third Year Anniversary (or maybe the Fourth.) And I met Bennett. And blushed and squeaked a lot. And then we were hugging a lot. And then I was on his arm for the rest of the event until they had to go film. WTF ( Read more... )

 This morning I dreamed that I was Harry Dresden. Stuck in a loop of repeating exhibit rooms. (This is what happens when you read Something Wicked This Way Comes and then listen to Death Masks on audio for a day.) He/I was narrating the stuff like it was one of the books. Then he/I had dreams about the seriously hot girls wandering around (girls ( Read more... )

( Weird Dream )

 This morning I dreamed that I was Harry Dresden ... but it wasn't good. My magic got taken away, I fell asleep on top of a building that was still being built, some freaky Asian ghoul guy was chasing me and my friend (who was trying to hold off said ghoul and tell me to run) and I had to keep track of all these shoes ... then we ran through a ( Read more... )

 Last night I had a dream that Linkara was working at one of my local bookstores, and I was so shocked that I started choking on my gum and let my shopping cart fly into a wall and fell down. He was so nice and funny in the dream, and I was just a blithering idiot who could only manage to tell my dad (my dad was in this dream too ... weird) that he ( Read more... )

Yesterday was utterly fantastic ... until I misplaced by notepad and had a nervous breakdown.
Seriously, I've NEVER done something like that before, but I started half-hyperventalating and whimpering and shaking and clutching at my hair and almost-crying and digging through trashbags weakly and ... it was not a pretty sight. When someone found them ( Read more... )

After dinner with my father I promptly lost it again (see the previous, friend-locked, entry for more details on my sucky, sucky day.) Thankfully one of my relations was about and comforted me. (She blew up fifty-one helium balloons today at work. What a lucky woman …)

A dream I had two nights ago (I think):

There was a wedding going on in the ( Read more... )

So, YAY! I didn't have to get up at seven to make Christmas wreaths (which would have been GHASTLY as I went to bed around, oh, two-ish.) Making the wreaths was actually really fun, but now my fingers are FREEZING and I'm finding it hard to type. My hands smell so GOOD! *smells hands all day ( Read more... )