How My Mind Works

[ithildin]

Whenever I have a dream about a celebrity, it invariably involves going out to lunch. Or maybe brunch. Thanks to dejla I had a dream about Daniel Craig last night. Another thrilling installment in celeb dreams, let me tell you! What happened? He stopped his car, asked me for directions, then drove off. The End. Exciting, no?

Comments

[silvercobwebs.livejournal.com]

I feel your pain. I remember once having a dream about Peter W. We chatted about my finances, and then he had to go. *headdesk* Stupid brain.

[holde-maid.livejournal.com]

Hmmm, realistic celeb dreams suck, don't they?

[fkastrider.livejournal.com]

From this I gather that if you stood in the Total Persective Vortex, like Zaphod Beeblebrox, you still have celebrities asking you for directions. It's just your necessary place in the world.

[ithildyn.livejournal.com]

Heh! Well at least I'm good for something! [g]

[dejla.livejournal.com]

Oops. Sorry about that... no, not really.

As I said, I managed to have a nightmare about Godzilla and House MD attempted to escape him. Very vivid and bizarre. Couldn't figure out why until Regina reminded me that I'd been watching Primeval before I went off to sleep. That's it right there.

And I have got to get my butt into bed. One of the real problems is that I have to do too much work during the day!!

No wanna work!! Wanna bang on keyboard all day!!

[ithildyn.livejournal.com]

No wanna work!! Wanna bang on keyboard all day!!

Wouldn't that be nice?

[dejla.livejournal.com]

And as God said to the guy who complained he never won the lottery-- "So Sol, buy a ticket!"

[mastermia.livejournal.com]

And you didn't jump in the car and offer to show him all personal like? I would. Damn! Boy is so pretty.