Colin Firth and Alan Rickman dreams
My dreams are being so nice to me lately.
Two nights ago I dreamed I was kissing Colin Firth- was actually kinda weird, we had our mouths open really wide and I don't know how we were able to kiss, was probably more like tongue-fencing than anything. He was wearing glasses and was very sexy.
Last night I dreamed about Alan. I was at work and my boss was there but then he turned into Alan- who became my boss. I was at my reception desk and he walked past to go into his office. He was carrying the little black radio/tape player I brought into the office for Christmas carols (and we've had the radio on ever since, it's so quiet and boring at work). Anyways, so he walks past with the radio and it's playing the Nobel Son soundtrack. I got all confused because I have it as a CD and didn't know how it could be playing. Alan looked like he did in Bottle Shock and he was smiling and humming along- very very sexy.
So then my mother comes to pick me up at 1pm and I just left. We get 20 mins away before I realize everyone in the office may not have realized I was leaving at 1 so we went back so I could tell them I was going. (Obviously, in real life, I would never leave until Alan left and even then I'd follow him home...) Suddenly there were like 50 students at the office for some kind of testing. They were testing in the back but Alan was going through and doing part of the testing so when I went to say goodbye he had four girls in his office. He had a big old fashioned CD player thing hooked up to the radio and him and the students had on headphones. They were all smiling and humming/singing along to the Nobel Son soundtrack (Think at this point it was the song So Clear). I stood beside his chair and waited for them all to stop (This was part of the testing). We all laughed and clapped, then I said:
Me: You've got a good taste in music!
Alan: Yes, I was proud of this one...
Me: I've got the Bottle Shock soundtrack too.
Alan: Ooo, do you have it with you??
Me: Yes, no, sort of. I can bring it tomorrow. (It was on my laptop which was turned off and packed away so I could go home). I'm going home now.
Then Alan smiled (he was very smiley in this dream...constantly. It was sexy and adorable) and took my hand, squeezed it for a bit and rubbed my fingers, then let me go and I left.
Guh, that man is sexy. If he were my boss....
Two nights ago I dreamed I was kissing Colin Firth- was actually kinda weird, we had our mouths open really wide and I don't know how we were able to kiss, was probably more like tongue-fencing than anything. He was wearing glasses and was very sexy.
Last night I dreamed about Alan. I was at work and my boss was there but then he turned into Alan- who became my boss. I was at my reception desk and he walked past to go into his office. He was carrying the little black radio/tape player I brought into the office for Christmas carols (and we've had the radio on ever since, it's so quiet and boring at work). Anyways, so he walks past with the radio and it's playing the Nobel Son soundtrack. I got all confused because I have it as a CD and didn't know how it could be playing. Alan looked like he did in Bottle Shock and he was smiling and humming along- very very sexy.
So then my mother comes to pick me up at 1pm and I just left. We get 20 mins away before I realize everyone in the office may not have realized I was leaving at 1 so we went back so I could tell them I was going. (Obviously, in real life, I would never leave until Alan left and even then I'd follow him home...) Suddenly there were like 50 students at the office for some kind of testing. They were testing in the back but Alan was going through and doing part of the testing so when I went to say goodbye he had four girls in his office. He had a big old fashioned CD player thing hooked up to the radio and him and the students had on headphones. They were all smiling and humming/singing along to the Nobel Son soundtrack (Think at this point it was the song So Clear). I stood beside his chair and waited for them all to stop (This was part of the testing). We all laughed and clapped, then I said:
Me: You've got a good taste in music!
Alan: Yes, I was proud of this one...
Me: I've got the Bottle Shock soundtrack too.
Alan: Ooo, do you have it with you??
Me: Yes, no, sort of. I can bring it tomorrow. (It was on my laptop which was turned off and packed away so I could go home). I'm going home now.
Then Alan smiled (he was very smiley in this dream...constantly. It was sexy and adorable) and took my hand, squeezed it for a bit and rubbed my fingers, then let me go and I left.
Guh, that man is sexy. If he were my boss....