I have work to do and should TOTALLY not be faffing about on LJ right now, but I have been having the most bizarre dreams lately (srsly, in the past week I have dreamed about: Hugh Dillon [in which I was watching him from the other side of chain-link fence, HMM, symbolism there, ya think?]; Fraser and Vecchio and Kowalski [in a choose-your-own-adventure novel in which they TOTALLY ended up together, which was published by Norton and therefore--naturally--had extensive annotations that referenced fic by various people, including
troyswann]; and Neil Patrick Harris [in which I told him I loved his show, which: TOTAL lie, since I have never seen his show, but I HEAR it's awesome, and he seemed pissy and I needed to make conversation]) and the one I had last night cracked me the hell up to the point that I feel I must record it.
First of all, I dreamed that I was hanging out with Hugh in what I think was supposed to be my college bedroom, and he was checking out my Headstones albums (hee!), and I was joking with him about some of his lyrics (specifically the part in "Settle" where it goes: "Pushed all the buttons, pressed all the luck / Optioned the options, and I don't give a / Fortunately..." because yes, Hugh, we wouldn't want to SWEAR, would we? ♥) and it was all fun and flirty and he kissed me. \o/ (A kind of fleeting, friendly kiss, but still. WAY better than the chain-link fence.)
But THEN. I dreamed that
sdwolfpup and I were hanging out at some beachy place, and we ran into Casey Affleck (as you do! hi, I kind of love Casey Affleck--"I swallowed a bug"!--but I certainly have not thought of him recently except in a brief conversation the other day about how I haven't seen Gone Baby Gone). And we went back to his place and he and SDW were totally flirting, and I was watching them in that affectionate/excited-by-proxy "aww, my friend is TOTALLY going to hook up with this cute guy" kind of way. But then: DRAMA! For it turned out that SDW and Casey had actually been dating for a while, and I was all sad that SDW had not told me about it! (See, SDW, if we have very little drama in our actual friendship, apparently my subconscious feels the need to CREATE it?) And THEN. Ambrosius from Dante's Cove stopped by (I AM NOT KIDDING), looking for Grace, and we answered his questions and tried desperately not to laugh until after he'd left, at which point we dissolved into hysterics about what a freak he is. And
mrs_laugh_track also stopped by at some point to contribute to the Ambrosius-mocking, and then... other stuff happened, I don't know, but... seriously, brain? SERIOUSLY? WHAT IS GOING ON IN THERE? *boggles*