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The other night, I had a dream about trying to solve a murder at a remote and snowed-in mountain resort. I was acting as some kind of assistant to both Kate Beckett from Castle, who was the lead detective on the case, and Shawn Spencer from Psych, who had been called in to consult. My duties mostly involved keeping Beckett from killing Shawn long enough to catch the murderer. It was awesome, but kind of nerve-wracking, since Shawn was determined to annoy and flirt with Beckett at every opportunity.
Then last night, I had another Supernatural dream where I was Sam and Dean's kid sister. In this one, some kind of jinx had been put on the car, and Dean was convinced it was because of something I'd done (involving a sandwich, oddly) and was chewing me out. I kept trying to explain that it wasn't me and appealing to Sam for support, but he was way more interested in fixing the problem than in getting entangled in our argument, so I spent the whole dream (which involved preventing people from being turned into fish ghosts, don't ask) feeling ill-used and sniping at both of them.
I think my subconscious watches too much tv. What I want to know is when it finds the time, since I usually can't. *eyebrow*
Then last night, I had another Supernatural dream where I was Sam and Dean's kid sister. In this one, some kind of jinx had been put on the car, and Dean was convinced it was because of something I'd done (involving a sandwich, oddly) and was chewing me out. I kept trying to explain that it wasn't me and appealing to Sam for support, but he was way more interested in fixing the problem than in getting entangled in our argument, so I spent the whole dream (which involved preventing people from being turned into fish ghosts, don't ask) feeling ill-used and sniping at both of them.
I think my subconscious watches too much tv. What I want to know is when it finds the time, since I usually can't. *eyebrow*