oh holy hot Holloway!
OMG, i just had the sexiest dream of Josh Holloway, or Sawyer, i should say, ever.
whatever swoony-worthiness i thought i had before, i totally feel now.
so, i watched that British LOST promo that everyone's been talking about. and i thought it was cool and lovely and different. there was this one scene with Sawyer & Kate where you could just see the UST oozing from between them. i watched it a couple times to figure out who was where and paired with who, but more for who was saying what. and the one quote that got stuck in my head was, "One of us is a hero."
so, i went on with my evening and go to sleep. bam, so now i'm in dreamland, and of course --because this is just soo like me to do so-- i put myself into LOST. so i'm on the island, and other characters surrounding me were Jack, Hurley, Michael, Claire, and Sawyer. so total, there were 6 of us. and i wasn't Kate, or any other character, i was me. which just made this dream more yumtastic.
so we backpacking around the island, because who knows; there could be a resort on the other side. and for some reason, we need to gather a bunch of long bamboo poles. so we do, and tie as many as we can to our packs. impossible image, i know, but there it was, in my dream.
so we're getting ready to set off to new territory and Sawyer goes to carry the pack with the most bamboo tied to it. but then Jack objects to the idea, they get into an argument, and Jack tells Sawyer, "You're not a hero."
Sawyer, of course, gets all riled up over this, retorting, "I am a hero! I can be! I am! I'm a hero!"
Jack takes the pack away regardless, and starts to lead the group away. Sawyer stops him with more retorts, trying to provoke Jack (unfortunately, i can't remember the exact conversation, booo! this would of made good tv, yo!), and Jack gives it back to him; somehow, the two have this inside conversation thing going on, where the only one who understands what they're saying to each other is them alone. everyone else is left confused, me included.
being a Kate (damnit, i hate that), i intervene, getting between the two; but Jack becomes an ass (Jack, how could you?!) and shoves me towards Sawyer, stumbling all over him as he holds me up from falling. Sawyer gets really pissy and yells something at Jack, his hands and arms still all over me, mind you, but Jack ignores it and leads the group away with the packs.
i'm looking down (direction wise, not emotionally), shocked that Jack freakin' pushed me (that ass). i hear Sawyer mumble beneath his breath, "I am a hero," and i look up into his face, and he just had this whole glazed look on, romantic longing in his eyes, still holding me, mind you, when i can stand perfectly fine, okay! and his eyes are looking at my lips, and i look at his lips, and his mouth is slightly open, and his face is inching closer to mine, still repeating, "I am a hero" so softly, and then, and then...
HOLY HELL we kissed (like you didn't see that coming); but what makes it so memorable, -- i mean seriously, it's burned into my brain right now i don't think no other kiss will compare (sorry Bay)-- is that i felt EVERYTHING about that kiss. it was slow, and romantic, and any UST was just released like a dam breaking; it was soft and tender, and there was the opening of mouths involved; and i felt his stubble against my face, and i felt his hands on my skin, pulling me closer, and there we were! making out in the middle of the jungle on the island, and it felt sooooo damn real! seriously, i'm swooning all over again thinking about it. there's this stupid grin on my face that i can't wipe off, ha!
and then, i wake up. mid-yummy kiss, i wake up. stupid alarm.
i hit snooze, and jump right back to the kissing scene. make out a little more, before i lose consciousness and the dreams fades away.
i wake up 20 minutes later for work, still remembering that heavenly swoon-worthy kiss, hugging my pillow tight. OMG i think i'm in love with Sawyer.
Spike who?
hahaha, just kidding. maybe. ;)
whatever swoony-worthiness i thought i had before, i totally feel now.
so, i watched that British LOST promo that everyone's been talking about. and i thought it was cool and lovely and different. there was this one scene with Sawyer & Kate where you could just see the UST oozing from between them. i watched it a couple times to figure out who was where and paired with who, but more for who was saying what. and the one quote that got stuck in my head was, "One of us is a hero."
so, i went on with my evening and go to sleep. bam, so now i'm in dreamland, and of course --because this is just soo like me to do so-- i put myself into LOST. so i'm on the island, and other characters surrounding me were Jack, Hurley, Michael, Claire, and Sawyer. so total, there were 6 of us. and i wasn't Kate, or any other character, i was me. which just made this dream more yumtastic.
so we backpacking around the island, because who knows; there could be a resort on the other side. and for some reason, we need to gather a bunch of long bamboo poles. so we do, and tie as many as we can to our packs. impossible image, i know, but there it was, in my dream.
so we're getting ready to set off to new territory and Sawyer goes to carry the pack with the most bamboo tied to it. but then Jack objects to the idea, they get into an argument, and Jack tells Sawyer, "You're not a hero."
Sawyer, of course, gets all riled up over this, retorting, "I am a hero! I can be! I am! I'm a hero!"
Jack takes the pack away regardless, and starts to lead the group away. Sawyer stops him with more retorts, trying to provoke Jack (unfortunately, i can't remember the exact conversation, booo! this would of made good tv, yo!), and Jack gives it back to him; somehow, the two have this inside conversation thing going on, where the only one who understands what they're saying to each other is them alone. everyone else is left confused, me included.
being a Kate (damnit, i hate that), i intervene, getting between the two; but Jack becomes an ass (Jack, how could you?!) and shoves me towards Sawyer, stumbling all over him as he holds me up from falling. Sawyer gets really pissy and yells something at Jack, his hands and arms still all over me, mind you, but Jack ignores it and leads the group away with the packs.
i'm looking down (direction wise, not emotionally), shocked that Jack freakin' pushed me (that ass). i hear Sawyer mumble beneath his breath, "I am a hero," and i look up into his face, and he just had this whole glazed look on, romantic longing in his eyes, still holding me, mind you, when i can stand perfectly fine, okay! and his eyes are looking at my lips, and i look at his lips, and his mouth is slightly open, and his face is inching closer to mine, still repeating, "I am a hero" so softly, and then, and then...
HOLY HELL we kissed (like you didn't see that coming); but what makes it so memorable, -- i mean seriously, it's burned into my brain right now i don't think no other kiss will compare (sorry Bay)-- is that i felt EVERYTHING about that kiss. it was slow, and romantic, and any UST was just released like a dam breaking; it was soft and tender, and there was the opening of mouths involved; and i felt his stubble against my face, and i felt his hands on my skin, pulling me closer, and there we were! making out in the middle of the jungle on the island, and it felt sooooo damn real! seriously, i'm swooning all over again thinking about it. there's this stupid grin on my face that i can't wipe off, ha!
and then, i wake up. mid-yummy kiss, i wake up. stupid alarm.
i hit snooze, and jump right back to the kissing scene. make out a little more, before i lose consciousness and the dreams fades away.
i wake up 20 minutes later for work, still remembering that heavenly swoon-worthy kiss, hugging my pillow tight. OMG i think i'm in love with Sawyer.
Spike who?
hahaha, just kidding. maybe. ;)