I just woke up from the nicest dream about getting to hang out with my bb Gerard Way. I dreamt that his parents had a place in my town, but they were away and he was staying there for a few days. It was frequently his "home away from home," and he was frustrated because he couldn't outfit it to his liking. (The paint on the walls was peeling, for one thing.) It wasn't in a very nice area of town, either. But it was just nice being in there with him and some other people, maybe six or seven of us, and everyone seemed pretty cool. I'm sure Lindsey (his wife) was there; I didn't know the rest. He'd also taken the trash can somewhere (probably to take it out), so there was no trash. I saw an identical piece of trash on the counter to one I wanted to throw out (a plastic wrapper), someone else who had the same thought, but I kept mine in my pocket, not wanting to trash up his counter any further. I had about five CDs in my purse that I'd burned, some of which had embarrassing fannish titles written on them, and I was like, oh lord, I hope nobody here sees those. The most amusing part of the dream was when we were walking across the bridge to get there (from downtown), he was telling me about all these measures his parents had voted on for parts of town like "Hungarytown" and "Englishland" and stuff like that. I was like, um, I've lived here almost all my life and I'm pretty sure those places don't exist, but he wasn't having any of it.
The CDs came from the previous dream, where I was standing around in a parking lot (that came from the dream before THAT) with some other MCR fans and they were showing me their MCR tattoos. I explained to my mother that ALL MCR fans had tattoos (apparently they did in the dream), and she was dismayed, probably thinking it meant I was going to get one, too. It was nice, because my mother is never a positive force in my dreams, having been an extremely cruel person in life, but in this dream--for the first time ever in one of my dreams--she was just a nice, normal, concerned mom.
As mentioned, the previous dream left me in the parking lot, because I was a member of team RWBY. We'd all gone in to a store to buy fruits and veggies. I ran back in to get an orange, and when I came out, they'd ditched me. I was pretty confused, until I learned they believed they had all their team members with them--because there was some kind of imposter! DUN DUN DUNNNN. I just finished season 3 of RWBY (which is totally awesome, and it just got hella dark), where something like that might certainly be possible.
GOOD DREAMS. Yes.
I haven't seen the last two episodes of SPN because, well ... it's so depressing when it's a bad one, and that's been happening all too often lately. Recently, we watched an episode we knew we probably weren't going to like because y'all had nothing good to say about it (sure enough, it sucked) and followed it up instantly with the next one that was good, and that definitely helped the bad one go down better, but I'm not sure I'm going to like either of the last two episodes, so I'm kind of dreading seeing them, honestly. SHOW, COME ON, YOU CAN DO BETTER. After a strong start, I'm finding this season pretty disappointing. Am I the only one?
Anyway ... I hope all's well with all of you lovely ladies. <3