A strange meta-cross-fandom dream
Last night in London, and I dreamed that Jack Sparrow, who was somehow the same person as my SO, won a Mithril judged award, and was told it in person by the judges who included Anglachel (who's never judged them), at a time when they were counting up the popular-vote part of the award as printed out on hundreds of sheets of yellow paper.
I don't often remember much about dreams but that was an odd one, so much so that I unpacked the computer to note it down.
Told SO about; he was a little bit worried, I think.
I don't often remember much about dreams but that was an odd one, so much so that I unpacked the computer to note it down.
Told SO about; he was a little bit worried, I think.