they should make a tv show of my dream! it would rate!
Ok, I'm just gonna come right out and say it. I love non-ratings period! There's TRASH on every channel! Well, yes, there is normally trash on every channel (I'm not quite including SBS and ABC here), but the trash in non-ratings period is ESPECIALLY TRASHY and sometimes it's the slightly weird stuff that didn't make it to the ratings period. Last night, when I was flicking (and thinking about going to bed) there was a US Life On Mars rip-off - except the guy is no John Simm, and he can jump back and forth between the past and the present, and he only goes back to the 90s (ha! suck arse!). The other night there was a 'good vampire watches over the living' kind of show with CRAPTASTIC visual effects throughout. And guess who was in it?! Sophia Myles (the one David Tenninch fans are jealous of) *gasp* Damn, has she slipped in the world. But I guess pashing Davo would be hard to beat. So, anyway, I think I'm just gonna be revelling in all this trash during my 3 week holidays. They are also show That 70s Show every day and I'm ashamed to say, I do rather enjoy a bit of That 70s Show every now and again. Has anyone ever caught That 80s Show? I swear, I didn't make up this show, though sometimes I feel like I did. I remember watching it during the day when I was at uni (studying hard, yep) and there was a punk girl in it called Tuesday who's hair stuck straight up. Wiki and IMDB have confirmed that I did not make all this up.
Ok, enough about that. My awesome dream. I was in a jumbo set with James May who was waxing lyrical (and walking about - was he being filmed?) about how awesome the jet was and how he would happily live in it if he had to live in [a certain part of England] (yeah, what? I don't know). Richard Hammond was asleep in a chair. Maybe. But the jumbo never took off - we were going down a freeway quite quickly, but there were always overhead powerlines that stopped us from taking off. Hmm. Later on, me and James were in a park and then were being chased by a bear! Oh noes! James was quick thinking enough to suggest we climb a tree to try and escape the bear! But the bear came up after us and I wasn't too quick and was worried about the branches (which were quite stick-like) not holding our weight - and which was worse, falling from a tree or being eaten by a bear? OR BOTH?! Alarm! I was hanging upside from one branch with one hand (James was delicately perched a little way off) and then the bear started to nibble on my other hand. After some time, the bear, James and I were standing at the bottom of the tree discussing the situation. The bear thought that he should keep eating me (finish what he had started and all that) but he actually wasn't hungry. And I didn't want to be eaten. So, to distract him, I gave him two little figurines I had: one of James May and one of Oz Clark. And he started playing with them, making them do things. As you do with figurines. (Come on, who doesn't?) And as it turned out, the bear was a SLASHER! And there is obviously some code that Slashers don't consume other Slashers - so I was safe! And no doubt, me and James wandered off into the sunset, leaving the bear to slash his little figurines. The End.
Speaking of top gear slash, there is a James/Richard fic rumbling round my head and I need to write it! Damn having to work/the heat/other escuses for not writing!
Ok, enough about that. My awesome dream. I was in a jumbo set with James May who was waxing lyrical (and walking about - was he being filmed?) about how awesome the jet was and how he would happily live in it if he had to live in [a certain part of England] (yeah, what? I don't know). Richard Hammond was asleep in a chair. Maybe. But the jumbo never took off - we were going down a freeway quite quickly, but there were always overhead powerlines that stopped us from taking off. Hmm. Later on, me and James were in a park and then were being chased by a bear! Oh noes! James was quick thinking enough to suggest we climb a tree to try and escape the bear! But the bear came up after us and I wasn't too quick and was worried about the branches (which were quite stick-like) not holding our weight - and which was worse, falling from a tree or being eaten by a bear? OR BOTH?! Alarm! I was hanging upside from one branch with one hand (James was delicately perched a little way off) and then the bear started to nibble on my other hand. After some time, the bear, James and I were standing at the bottom of the tree discussing the situation. The bear thought that he should keep eating me (finish what he had started and all that) but he actually wasn't hungry. And I didn't want to be eaten. So, to distract him, I gave him two little figurines I had: one of James May and one of Oz Clark. And he started playing with them, making them do things. As you do with figurines. (Come on, who doesn't?) And as it turned out, the bear was a SLASHER! And there is obviously some code that Slashers don't consume other Slashers - so I was safe! And no doubt, me and James wandered off into the sunset, leaving the bear to slash his little figurines. The End.
Speaking of top gear slash, there is a James/Richard fic rumbling round my head and I need to write it! Damn having to work/the heat/other escuses for not writing!