Dream Time
I actually had a dream that was fandom related. Unfortunately, it happened like 15 hours ago, so I don't remember much of it *sigh*
But the biggie part was that something happened to Wilson. I think he was in a hospital bed, with House standing back and near the foot of the bed. Dunno who I was...maybe a doctor? Anyway, we were watching to find out of Wilson was 'brain dead' from whatever had happened to him...(there was some race through the library that I work at on Sundays in the 'previous scene' to this, but no House cast there). Wilson had just woken up and had said "Hi" which was no form of conformation, appariently.
Then Mom woke me up (which was probably the only reason why I remembered it at all). I was still able to doze enough to be put back into that dream spot, so back to the waiting game--all us staring at Wilson. Then Mom kept telling me to get out of bed--grrrr!--and I could not concentrate enough to focus and finish it up myself :-/
And, at about 8am (Mom woke me at 11), a poster started to fall off my wall (I have several movie posters up). It tell about half way and freaked me and Ki (I could feel her tense up). Then about 10 minutes later--after I was mostly asleep--it fell all the way. I felt the cat leap off my bed and flee.
Now my eyes hurt and my vision keeps blurring...yet I need to finish flist and I am determined to finish the last 18 pages of a book I have been trying to get through.
And my autocomplete for tags decides it doesn't want to work for me. Ever.
But the biggie part was that something happened to Wilson. I think he was in a hospital bed, with House standing back and near the foot of the bed. Dunno who I was...maybe a doctor? Anyway, we were watching to find out of Wilson was 'brain dead' from whatever had happened to him...(there was some race through the library that I work at on Sundays in the 'previous scene' to this, but no House cast there). Wilson had just woken up and had said "Hi" which was no form of conformation, appariently.
Then Mom woke me up (which was probably the only reason why I remembered it at all). I was still able to doze enough to be put back into that dream spot, so back to the waiting game--all us staring at Wilson. Then Mom kept telling me to get out of bed--grrrr!--and I could not concentrate enough to focus and finish it up myself :-/
And, at about 8am (Mom woke me at 11), a poster started to fall off my wall (I have several movie posters up). It tell about half way and freaked me and Ki (I could feel her tense up). Then about 10 minutes later--after I was mostly asleep--it fell all the way. I felt the cat leap off my bed and flee.
Now my eyes hurt and my vision keeps blurring...yet I need to finish flist and I am determined to finish the last 18 pages of a book I have been trying to get through.
And my autocomplete for tags decides it doesn't want to work for me. Ever.