Dream journal: To the gym--with Mal

Mar 24, 2008 07:36

This is what happens when you watch Firefly when you can't sleep. I dreamed this morning that I had told Mal Reynolds (who sometimes turned into the hot guy from the corset vendor) that I had to start going to a gym again. He wouldn't let me go without insisting on negotiating my membership rates. So there we sat, going over numbers as the gym owner, who was the Yiddish-accented gangster from the show, looked on. I spoke with an incredibly bad French accent for no apparent reason (though I think I was trying to hide my identity).

Very odd.

And speaking of odd: Why didn't anyone tell me about this sooner? I so would have been there! Aliens! Tinfoil hats! My kind of place!

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