I blame this on my flist.

[sadcypress]

I dreamed of 'High School Musical' last night. But in MY version? The first movie was less about singing and dancing and more about TEENAGE PREGNANCY. So by the time the third movie came around, it was the wacky adventures of Troy and Gabriella trying to get their child into preschool. Oh, the hijinks

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[not_refined]

You know, I'm so glad your subconscious is weird, too. I had two REALLY messed up dreams last night. One was an epic Dean/Castiel AU featuring Castiel as the quiet child of Bible nut parents who fell for the bad ass Dean. Dean and Sam having been abandoned by John in Las Vegas. Like, obviously. Sam had gone mute and Dean was cultivating an eating disorder. It was incredibly detailed.

In my second dream, I think I was at Wincon with a bunch of fangirls who also happened to be zombies. The zombies and the regular folks were all trying to integrate so that we could be like one big happy zombie/living human fangirl family. You were there. As a zombie. I was standing between you and this other chick who I didn't know... and you all smelled kind of dead but I was trying not to mind too much.

Um.... yeah. Somehow I still think dreaming about HSM as the teen pregnancy tale of joy is more traumatic ^_^

[sadcypress]

WIN! \o/ I love that Dream #1 sounds TOTALLY plausible as an AU someone would write- give it a few days, and it'll show up somewhere.

As for Dream #2? and you all smelled kind of dead but I was trying not to mind too much.
THIS IS WHY I LOVE YOU. Even when I smell dead, you do your best to be my friend anyway. :D

[not_refined]

This is my problem. I dream in plausible AUs. Then I sit down and write them and this explains why I have about twelve unfinished stories that have never seen the light of day wasting away on my laptop! I sat down to reply to comments for an hour this morning and ended up tapping out 2600 words of my dream-fic-mess-thing.

LOL you kept HUGGING me and you were ROTTING but I still loved you 'cause you were friendly. Though you kept jumping up and down and screaming loudly and I was thinking, "If she keeps doing that, something's going to fall off..."

[sadcypress]

Not even THE GRAVE can stop my flail. Trufax. :D

*hugs you, smelling of citrus body wash- NOT DEATH!*

[sadcypress]

THAT IS WHAT I SAID.