The night before last, I woke up to find Nick...kind of hovering over me? No, that's not quite right. More like he had a hand on either side of my head and was LOOMING in the dark, staring all intently, like he was Matt freakin' Parkman trying to read my mind.
"What's the matter?" he asked me, "What's wrong?"
"I...nothing?"
"You're okay?"
"Yes?"
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AngelVixen :-)
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AngelVixen :-)
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I am a little bit bitter about the Daphne-Janice-swap they're pulling now, yes.
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I hope not Zombies, though it's likely.
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Possibly macademia nuts mixed with rainbow sprinkles or something.
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(but yes, I am confused by his actions. Last night was blessedly weirdness-free, except for a dream I had about Detective Ewan McGregor investigating a murderous priest whose daughter was a Furry. Ummm...)
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(That's. Amazingly bizarre. But mmmm Ewan McGregor in a fedora....)
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(Also, a trench coat. Ohoho.
I am really, REALLY looking forward to Public Enemies, in case you can't tell. Not that he's in it, but y'know.)
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It is far more likely that he was checking me for zombification. A few weeks ago he dreamed I was a corpse (to the point of actually jiggling my arm around to see how limp I was), and confessed later that his dreaming-mind thought he should decapitate me before I came back as the brain hungry undead. Luckily, there are no sharp objects in our bedroom.
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