Well, that was interesting.
Really strange dream I think it might have been sparked in part by a picture someone posted over at indeedsir>.
It starts with <lj user= wanting to buy a house in the Cities. But it is not a house, tis an estate, with a manor and garden house, and everything. Kind of a combination of what I imagine Neil Gaiman's home to be and Totleigh Towers. The problem however was that the currant owner had a valet and maid what had a thing for each other. The maid thought the owner had died and so was selling the house, but then out of a hidden room popped the owner. He started going on about how the maid had disgraced him and all the family and some such rot, so in the end we had to go to the supreme court to figure this all out. But by this time Jenn had morphed into my cousin. So, we're all sitting in the supreme court, the home owner and valet are yelling at each other, and there is someone else getting in the mix as well. The court room looks and is set up more like a church or something, with the jury where the choir would be,the judges up front in a semicircleish configuration, somewhat like the judges/jury-what-ever-they-were in the first episode of Jeeves and Wooster. in the front are all the reporters with video equipment, because this is apparently a high profile case or something, I don't know why.
But then I find out why. In addition to the property issue is the issue of abortion/killing of aliens. It seems that on my arm is a leach like pod thing. It turns out to be a cocoon/incubator for a semi not really Trill/Goa'uld hybrid thing. And, I don't want it, because really, do I need more voices? That and it is semi Goa'uld, right. So this court is a tribunal to decide if I can get rid of it. it is decided that if it detaches it's self at the top I can pull the rest off, and the case continues. A bit later it detaches, so i call my cousin, who is still in the court room(I am at the estate), because apparently in New Orleans they deal with this a lot, with the giant cockroaches or something. *shrug* She tells me that soaking iot is the first step, so I take a bath and call her back. But by now things in th court room are very heated so she tells me to call my Aunt, which I do. I was about to ask what I should do, when the cat started mewing and petting my face.
It starts with <lj user= wanting to buy a house in the Cities. But it is not a house, tis an estate, with a manor and garden house, and everything. Kind of a combination of what I imagine Neil Gaiman's home to be and Totleigh Towers. The problem however was that the currant owner had a valet and maid what had a thing for each other. The maid thought the owner had died and so was selling the house, but then out of a hidden room popped the owner. He started going on about how the maid had disgraced him and all the family and some such rot, so in the end we had to go to the supreme court to figure this all out. But by this time Jenn had morphed into my cousin. So, we're all sitting in the supreme court, the home owner and valet are yelling at each other, and there is someone else getting in the mix as well. The court room looks and is set up more like a church or something, with the jury where the choir would be,the judges up front in a semicircleish configuration, somewhat like the judges/jury-what-ever-they-were in the first episode of Jeeves and Wooster. in the front are all the reporters with video equipment, because this is apparently a high profile case or something, I don't know why.
But then I find out why. In addition to the property issue is the issue of abortion/killing of aliens. It seems that on my arm is a leach like pod thing. It turns out to be a cocoon/incubator for a semi not really Trill/Goa'uld hybrid thing. And, I don't want it, because really, do I need more voices? That and it is semi Goa'uld, right. So this court is a tribunal to decide if I can get rid of it. it is decided that if it detaches it's self at the top I can pull the rest off, and the case continues. A bit later it detaches, so i call my cousin, who is still in the court room(I am at the estate), because apparently in New Orleans they deal with this a lot, with the giant cockroaches or something. *shrug* She tells me that soaking iot is the first step, so I take a bath and call her back. But by now things in th court room are very heated so she tells me to call my Aunt, which I do. I was about to ask what I should do, when the cat started mewing and petting my face.