This is how you know you've let your aunties influence you too much
Another nutty dream, dear flist.
Okay, so I'd snuck into some sort of warehouse that was kind of built into a cave so that sometimes the walls had stalactites and stalagmites cropping out between the drywall. While I was snooping around, I spotted a large bunch of Scientologists at a meeting, nodded as someone drew diagrams on a whiteboard.
Stuff happened and suddenly, I'm being chased and there are puppies around my feet running away with me. I think I freed them of something. They were fuzzy puppies, VERY cute and kind of yappy but hey, since I didn't want the Scientologists to get them, I went along with it. I ran out of the warehouse and across the street to a Home Depot where I TOTALLY lost them-- the Scintologists, not the puppies. YAY!
Then I came to the realisation that I no matter what I did, no matter where I went, they could find me because I stole the puppies and that could no be borne! So I hid the puppies (don't know where) and gave myself up, walking right back into the warehouse/cave. The exquisitely suited Scientologist lecturer beamed a beamish smile and led me within, thanking me all the while "because your sacrifice will save a lot of people. I'm so glad you saw the light."
And the light was shining on Tom Cruise who was on an examination table with all sorts of stuff hooked up to him. There was a smaller examination table next to him; I couldn't quite see who was in it but it was child-sized and lucid!me started freaking out.
Scientologist-lecturer-lady said, "If you'll just climb up here we can get started" and pulled out a BIG ASS NEEDLE that was supposed to go in my arm!
Trying to remain calm (because apparently, this was all part of my mater plan), I said, "Oh, do you mind if we find another way to put me under 'cause I really go ballistic when someone tries to poke me with e needle."
She tries anyway and I do, indeed, go ballistic, kicking her and stuff. I immediatley apologised with much sweetness so she tries again with a new needle. She does this five times and each time, I go nuts; once I bent the needle backwards. Finally acknowledging that berserker!Katt should not be tackled alone, she left to grab reinforcements.
I was alone in an operating room with Tom Cruise hooked up to medical equipment and possibly a child and/or a dog in the other bed knowing, just KNOWING, that Tom Cruise was going to absorb my essence and that of the child/dog. So I took out a blowtorch and set all the medical equipment on fire.
Then my phone told me that WTF! It's 10AM go walk the dogs!
Okay, so I'd snuck into some sort of warehouse that was kind of built into a cave so that sometimes the walls had stalactites and stalagmites cropping out between the drywall. While I was snooping around, I spotted a large bunch of Scientologists at a meeting, nodded as someone drew diagrams on a whiteboard.
Stuff happened and suddenly, I'm being chased and there are puppies around my feet running away with me. I think I freed them of something. They were fuzzy puppies, VERY cute and kind of yappy but hey, since I didn't want the Scientologists to get them, I went along with it. I ran out of the warehouse and across the street to a Home Depot where I TOTALLY lost them-- the Scintologists, not the puppies. YAY!
Then I came to the realisation that I no matter what I did, no matter where I went, they could find me because I stole the puppies and that could no be borne! So I hid the puppies (don't know where) and gave myself up, walking right back into the warehouse/cave. The exquisitely suited Scientologist lecturer beamed a beamish smile and led me within, thanking me all the while "because your sacrifice will save a lot of people. I'm so glad you saw the light."
And the light was shining on Tom Cruise who was on an examination table with all sorts of stuff hooked up to him. There was a smaller examination table next to him; I couldn't quite see who was in it but it was child-sized and lucid!me started freaking out.
Scientologist-lecturer-lady said, "If you'll just climb up here we can get started" and pulled out a BIG ASS NEEDLE that was supposed to go in my arm!
Trying to remain calm (because apparently, this was all part of my mater plan), I said, "Oh, do you mind if we find another way to put me under 'cause I really go ballistic when someone tries to poke me with e needle."
She tries anyway and I do, indeed, go ballistic, kicking her and stuff. I immediatley apologised with much sweetness so she tries again with a new needle. She does this five times and each time, I go nuts; once I bent the needle backwards. Finally acknowledging that berserker!Katt should not be tackled alone, she left to grab reinforcements.
I was alone in an operating room with Tom Cruise hooked up to medical equipment and possibly a child and/or a dog in the other bed knowing, just KNOWING, that Tom Cruise was going to absorb my essence and that of the child/dog. So I took out a blowtorch and set all the medical equipment on fire.
Then my phone told me that WTF! It's 10AM go walk the dogs!