Other people's dreams are boring; maybe not if you're Vicki.
Last night I dreamt that it was the day of BiCon, and I was running 2 hours late. This meant I didn't have time to go to N.E. London to pick up Vicki and get on the train. I had to let her down and I felt awful. I left the flat without taking my ticket reference to pick up the ticket I'd bought online, and ended up missing the train. There was a
Routemaster bus full of naked BiConners that I could go with, but suddenly they all disappeared and I was left as a passenger in a moving bus. In my dream I was going out with the gorgeous, unconventional het guy that I have a crush on, and we'd both given fleas to each other. I met him in the gym for some reason, though I usually meet him elsewhere IRL.
This dream will help me make sure I've planned for BiCon properly! I shall set 3 alarms and arrive at Vicki's before I need to.
I had a nice walk with
the_barlow last night. I showed him the otherworldly beauty of St James' Park at Night.
This is sort of what we saw, but the sky was darker. The photo I linked to is not my work.
Oh, and I need to think about my BiCon survival aids.