if the things I dream are self-revelatory, I'm in trouble...
Finally got that song-widget off my page, sorry about that. Forgot there was an "autoplay" version. I hope y'allses friends page have a high turnover...
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I dreamed this morning, just before waking that I was passing rooms that were so big inside the door they must have been little worlds, and the first showed all these Amish-style guys of a certain sect dressed soberly milling around, but the next door was full of people in colorful dresses, and I walked in there with whoever I was with, to find it was the same guys, but dressed up in the colorful gingham frocks for some sort of exhibition.
To impress the girls, a'la Masai ritual. I bumped into one guy and one of his numbers fell off (they looked like competitor numbers, printed on a single sheet, until I made the 1 on his 4 digit combo come off) and he freaked out. That was his points number, actually, which is why it was changeable. I'd completely wrecked his prestige, and I was trying to pin it back on when Dream Logic interfered and all efforts were futile. Also, this was now some sort of boys' school, as my slowly waking mind tried to shore up the improbabilities.
Next, to do my penance, like the good girl I am, I was making a list to help them all sort out their crushes. I was feeling like my usual efficient, but humdrum secretarial self, in such situations, when he came up, having fixed it so it was 948 instead of 9148. Apparently, this still had him way ahead of the other guys? Or my list was evening out the odds. My brain, waking up even more was wondering how this could be, when he was so upset earlier.
(fabricalchemist , he was definitely taking on Simon Kent attributes at this point, or maybe he had been all the time)
But, I was almost awake and things had to be tidied up for an ending!
Those dresses were sure a sight to behold.
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For my own amusement, I present you with one of the K-Pop songs that's intrigued for a long time:
I freaking love whatever phrase it is they've borrowed from a classical piece, especially twisted for this hip-hop kind of song.
I've heard it play as background music in a bar in Boys Before Flowers, and some other drama (it may have been in a T-Drama, but still) and watching the show My Girl discovered it was a soundtrack song! So I could track it down, and hear the whole thing.
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I dreamed this morning, just before waking that I was passing rooms that were so big inside the door they must have been little worlds, and the first showed all these Amish-style guys of a certain sect dressed soberly milling around, but the next door was full of people in colorful dresses, and I walked in there with whoever I was with, to find it was the same guys, but dressed up in the colorful gingham frocks for some sort of exhibition.
To impress the girls, a'la Masai ritual. I bumped into one guy and one of his numbers fell off (they looked like competitor numbers, printed on a single sheet, until I made the 1 on his 4 digit combo come off) and he freaked out. That was his points number, actually, which is why it was changeable. I'd completely wrecked his prestige, and I was trying to pin it back on when Dream Logic interfered and all efforts were futile. Also, this was now some sort of boys' school, as my slowly waking mind tried to shore up the improbabilities.
Next, to do my penance, like the good girl I am, I was making a list to help them all sort out their crushes. I was feeling like my usual efficient, but humdrum secretarial self, in such situations, when he came up, having fixed it so it was 948 instead of 9148. Apparently, this still had him way ahead of the other guys? Or my list was evening out the odds. My brain, waking up even more was wondering how this could be, when he was so upset earlier.
(fabricalchemist , he was definitely taking on Simon Kent attributes at this point, or maybe he had been all the time)
But, I was almost awake and things had to be tidied up for an ending!
Those dresses were sure a sight to behold.
***
For my own amusement, I present you with one of the K-Pop songs that's intrigued for a long time:
I freaking love whatever phrase it is they've borrowed from a classical piece, especially twisted for this hip-hop kind of song.
I've heard it play as background music in a bar in Boys Before Flowers, and some other drama (it may have been in a T-Drama, but still) and watching the show My Girl discovered it was a soundtrack song! So I could track it down, and hear the whole thing.