riddles & dreams

[mamajoan]

What do tiggrrl and I have in common with Neil Gaiman? We were all bridesmaids. ;)

I've had very odd dreams lately. First there was the one where a lady with a toddler scorned me in public and then we had sex in a back alley and I got pregnant (because it was a futuristic world where you could get pregnant from having sex with another woman) and 14 years later her now-grown-up toddler tried to kill me and my kid.

Then there was the one where I was watching a DVD movie about a snooty rich guy who hires a woman as his bodyguard, and it was just getting to the part where they fall in lurve when I pushed a wrong button, so I had to go wandering through the DVD menus trying to find the spot I had been at. And then there was a bit with a porch and a swamp full of weird crustaceans trying to eat me, and Spike refusing to save me from them. And yes, it really was that weird.

Then there was the one where my kitchen was full of teeny inchworms and I kept killing them but there was always another one. This is actually based in reality, alas, because I've been seeing the little worms in there occasionally. I believe they are the larval form of those annoying little moths you see in the spring/summer. I really gotta do something about this.

Then there was the one where I was packing, and finally I loaded my stuff into the car with my brother and Isaac and some other people (the car being a cross between a Jeep and a bus) and we started to drive but then we got held up because the whole road was blocked by Hollywood types making a movie. A lady asked me to come with her, and it was about Isaac, and I thought she was going to try to get me to put Isaac in commercials to exploit his extreme cuteness for cash. So I went with her through a maze of a convention center, and we got to her boss who was this creepy middle-aged woman lying on a couch, and I realized that what she actually wanted Isaac for was to drain his blood and drink it to get high. So I was all, "ew, NO FREAKING WAY YOU FREAK," and the assistant lady tried to get me to sign a form promising not to tell anyone about it. I went wandering around the convention center, only now it was a cruise ship, and then I saw anotherjen's daughter Ilana, who had gotten separated from Jen and their neighbor Nezha, and the creepy blood-drinking woman's creepy assistant was lurking behind Ilana, and I was all "NO LEAVE HER ALONE YOU FREAK" and grabbed Ilana and went running to find Jen.

Whew!

And then there was the one that was a long convoluted plot involving the BTVS characters, which I can't remember any of except that at the end everyone else wandered off and only Faith and Angel were left, sort of going "Hey, we saved the world again, wahoo, go us," and I was all "woohoo, make with the smooching!" but they didn't. And I woke up thinking, "hey, that would make a great fanfic," which too often happens, but then the next morning I realize that the plot actually made no sense. (Does that happen to other people?) So, uh, if anyone knows where I can find some good Faith/Angel, please share.

Speaking of Faith, thanks, or no thanks, to xochiquetzl for pointing me to the 12" Faith doll which looks absolutely nothing like Faith. Lame!

Comments

[mishaslair.livejournal.com]

Your dream about the creepy blood-drinking woman reminds me that when I was a kid, I used to have a recurring dream where I was wandering around in a castle trying to get away from a vampire who wanted to saw me in half. That was probably the creepiest dream I've ever had. Recently, I had another dream about the same vampire (which is weird 'cuz it's been probably 25 years since I had the original dream), but this time the vampire wanted to turn me, which was still quite creepy.

I think I need to quit watching horror flicks before I go to bed. ;-)

[tiggrrl.livejournal.com]

Hail the bridegroom, hail the bride!

Those nasty worms, if you are unlucky, might be the beginnings of pantry moths, which will take over every edible food substance in your house with their nastiness and then move on to woolens. Hate them! They're almost impossible to get rid of, too. If there are little grey cocoons popping up on ceilings and walls (they can be hard to spot at first) then its them, and you must fight them like a madwoman.

[watercolorblue.livejournal.com]

I see what you mean, I KNOW they can do a better job copying Eliza Dushku's features than that. And damn Spike to hell for refusing to save you...ah, never trust a blond... ;)