I fell asleep in the car today on the way home and ended up having a dream about Reba. The show Reba, which I don't even get 'cause it's been forever since I actually watched an episode. But, whatever. I have weird dreams in general. What threw me for a loop was the Reba/Van twist to it. And then the fact I kind of wonder now if it exists. Do people ship it?
Why is my subconscious such a messed up place? Talking frog people and Sam Winchester as Wyatt Halliwell's baby-daddy and now this. Weird.
I'm sick. I've been spending most of my day sleeping, on and off. I dunno what brought it on, but I was dreaming about Corbin Bleu and Zac Efron making out against a door. (It was possibly watching the KCA's last night.) Corbin was just suggesting they take it somewhere more comfortable when my mother called to ask me if I wanted something to eat. There was no getting the dream back after that. It's enough to make a girl cry.
I've hardly checked my f-list at all in the past couple days, so I think I'm going to be busy for the next couple hours going through that. I've gone through all the 'people' entries, but I'll need to go through all of the community posts. I dunno why I'm even watching half the comm's I am, because half of them are fandoms I haven't touched in a very long while. Like Tin Man and Pirates of the Caribbean.
Last night and the night before I spent my free time mostly making icons. After the whole car on fire thing. And sleeping. I went to bed at eight last night. Then woke up this morning from two really weird nightmares. There was like this home for kids with powers and some of them were insane and I was one of the not insane ones and the crazies started a revolt that caused a massacre. It wasn't pleasant. Just my luck I'd wake up from that one only to get sucked into a different one. In which I was Jensen Ackles and Jared and I were in a haunted house kind of like Rose Red. The J2 aspect was hella awesome, but the nightmare aspect kind of made up for that.
Why do I almost always end up being a dude in my nightmares? Like the time I was MacGyver attacked by ghosts.
Anyway, I think I'll finish going through the f-list and then I should probably do some podfic recording. Since I asked for permission to do this one, oh, two weeks ago. Computer woes have pushed that back a bit. I'm only now starting to get used to using the goddamn monitor.
Mindy and Drake had swapped bodies! Drake-in-Mindy's-body was all dishevelled and her/his hair was all mess, his/her blouse was half un-tucked and she/he was sitting on D&J's couch like a guy would, with her/his knees spread wide. Then Mindy-in-Drakey's-body was picture perfect, his/her hair combed neatly to the side, t-shirt tucked in, standing with hands on hips. And Josh was stuck there in the middle trying to mediate. It was a very, very amusing dream. Which I elaborated on in my imagination later today.
The concept is just too funny. I can see Mindy being pretty insistant about Drake not doing any exploring and Drake reacting pretty badly to the thought of touching Mindy's girl-parts. And then Drake gets called for dinner or something and they have to 'fix' Mindy's appearance, only she won't let Drake touch her in order to do the fixing, so Josh is called to action. And there is Josh touching Drake's body while Mindy's in it.
Why have I put so much thought into this?
*is going to get to posting the next part of the D&J AU before she goes to sleep. Seriously.*
So, last night's SPN caused some crazy-ass dream. Too bad my dad woke me up too early for me to finish it, 'cause it was really quite interesting.
It was kind of like a dream within a dream. Sam and Dean were there and there was this woman with a baby and they were in this dreamscape, protecting this woman from something. Except they got seperated and Dean ended up with the woman with the baby. And then the woman was gone and it was just the baby.
And then the baby wasn't a baby anymore. And this is probably where my Charmed influence comes in, 'cause the kid looked kind of like evil!Wyatt. And he was spouting stuff off. Like "You are not my blood, but of my blood" and then "he will destroy the world and yet you will continue to hand it to him time after time after time." From which I was able to gather this blond kid was Sam's future son and that Dean was going to have a major role in Sam taking over the world.
And then my dad woke me up. And I was pissed, 'cause I wanted to see more. It was weird, like I was dreaming a fic. Which I do from time to time, but nothing quite like this.
I just wish the details were a little less vague.
So, yeah, I'm kind of at work right now? And my boss is right here and I don't really want to get in trouble. Ta!
It was really surreal, because I was at this ski resort-thing and I met Jensen Ackles there. And we sat down for lunch or whatever and I had really strange looking fries. I mostly pretended not to know who he was until I said I remembered him from Days of Our Lives because I used to watch it with my mum when I was like five. Which is a lie. When Jenses was on Days I was a whole lot older than five. And then I tried to impress him with my awesome acting history and how I was once a candy cane in the school Christmas pageant and had a whole three lines. It just kind of went downhill from that and eventually ended when I left to go climb trees. I'm only disappointed that Jared wasn't there.
So, yeah. I'm weird. I don't even want to meet these guys. No offense to them, or anything. I love them to pieces, but there's something about meeting actors in real life that just kind of takes the magic away from them. Suddenly they're real life people. That and I think I'd feel guiltier about reading RPS than I already do.
*hums and goes off to read more J2 fanfiction*
Bedtime? What bedtime? I'm 21 dude, I can go to bed when I want. And then get up the next morning feeling hungover.
No more watching SPN before I go to bed. It means waking up at four in the morning from a nightmare about a demon. I think it was the fact I watched Salvation and Devil's Trap just before conking out. It was somehow worth it though. Even huddling in the corner of my bed with the lamp on to keep the ghosts away I was still struck by how good they were.
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