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Mar. 29th, 2011 06:39 am
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Congratulations brain on making me never want to sleep again.

Reading articles about Philip K. Dick before bed was a bad idea. I spent the whole night dreaming I was a professional dreamer. NONE OF YOU ARE EVER ALLOWED TO HOOK YOUR BRAINS UP TO MINE TO GET YOUR "THE SOCIAL NETWORK" DREAMS ON, OKAY.

In other news; how do so many people not know that "formula" is not an exact synonym for "mathematical equation"? I'm seriously perplexed. Is it a UK English thing to use "formula" as an alternative to recipe/ritual rather than for maths only?
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- Auction for a 1000 words minimum fic for [livejournal.com profile] help_japan because I know, I know I have a thousand other things to do but every time I catch the news I tear up and I have to do what I can.

- Today I wrote 1000 words of the John/Nuada Hellboy charity fic, and 2000 words of Tron/Silent Hill fusion charity fic. I'm not even halfway done on either story. Jesus Bale take the wheel.

Oh good Lord. On second thoughts, don't.

- I have never listened to Fonejacker before, but I am planning to remedy this in future, because I was physically sore from laughing after catching the last five minutes of an episode. I'd like to thank three years of working on the phone and talking to both the general public and other departments (interesting fact, I have never had a man in another department object to the greeting "Hello, handsome!") for making it even funnier.

- WHY DO I NOT HAVE DRAGON AGE 2 YET WHY IS IT NOT PAYDAY I WANT FENRIS I WANT HIM IN MY PANTS NOW.

- Today I had untold victory in Evans; their website took down the Beth Ditto section before I could order a dress I desperately wanted last month. However, I popped into the store to investigate their shoe sale, noseyed through the clothes as well after failing to find any shoes I wanted, and found the dress I wanted - for £5. FLAWLESS VICTORY. Made me feel less terrible about the too skint for Dragon Age thing as well.

It's amazing, it's like "Do you have bumps and lumps? HAVE SOME MORE, BITCH!", I adore it.

- Oh god my dreams again. The day before yesterday I dreamt Jared Padalecki was a giant, and I was a not-so-giant giant, and he was about to step on my little sister's house and crush it, so I had to grab her out of her house to save her. In real life, I'm five foot four. She's five foot two. And last night, I dreamt that me and my best bud kicked ass when an ablist employee in a theatre refused to get a ramp for a wheelchair user, and after we sorted out the situation we went outside and built a nest while some girls in Victorian outfits were having a picnic.

- BEING HUMAN ;____________________________; (loved it though)

- For anyone still wondering where your LJ notifications are disappearing off to, this would appear to be the answer.

- I love you all and St John's Wort is amazing omg. I'm actually waking up and going to sleep without crying. \o/
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Every day for 30 days, you post something good that happened that day. Don't mention any bad things near the meme!

Day 9/30: Dude, the dream I had last night. IT WAS BRILLIANT. Not necessarily epic, just brilliant.

I dreamt I had my lads from university staying over at my place and we were watching television in my room after I'd had a fight with my sister about the housework (namely that I hadn't done any and she'd done loads, and basically I was in the wrong and I knew it).

On screen it then cut to a beach where Leonardo DiCaprio and Kate Winslet were walking along, picking up pretty bits of shrapnel and coins and gems out of the water (apparently the Titanic had washed up on the beach), and Leo was singing something and Kate was wondering aloud if they were being disrespectful by laughing and having a good time.

Then it cut to Glee, and Kurt and Blaine were picking up similar bits of pretty bric-a-brac off a sandy wooden dance floor before sitting down either side of a plug socket and talking about how Kate and Leo had kissed there (apparently this dance floor was the remains of the beach scene after the water and most of the sand had been drained away. IDK either), and were just looking at each other cutely and I was watching this and worrying about what would happen to them because I'd heard that their kiss got interrupted somewhere. But they didn't! Kurt and Blaine kissed and it was really, really cute and sweet and romantic, and then it flashed to Kate and Leo kissing, and for some reason Jake Gyllenhaal and Heath Ledger (after looking at each other and shrugging and going for it), and then the bully in Glee and his friend went to kiss each other but one of them had been lying on his side and when he rolled over they just sort of bumped into each other messily.

Then for some reason it cut away to Olivia Wilde and Gary Busey in a hot tub, and he tried to kiss her but she pushed him away and just looked at him and said "I'm wearing a dress," (which she was, it was blue) "And you're not even hot."

And then Gary Busey looked bummed, and I woke up.
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Every day for 30 days, you post something good that happened that day. Don't mention any bad things near the meme!

Day 7/30: I had the most fantastic day of terrible (or sometimes silly and amazing) movie-watching with [profile] fahrenheit_f430. Plus, delicious food <3. I'd also forgotten just how much fun Resident Evil: Apocalypse is, because I tend to get distracted by the first and third movies. I really, really need to catch the fourth sometime.

Day 8/30: Finalised arrangements with my darling mate Blakey for him staying up next weekend. Woohoo! :D

In other news, I dreamt I shot my butcher because he wouldn't sell me smoked sausage. I don't even LIKE sausages, of any sort. I walked in, shot him in the stomach when he wouldn't sell me any, walked out, and when a woman outside said "You weren't supposed to shoot him!" I put my pistol away and said "He'll live", before walking off. WHAT?

Um

Feb. 1st, 2011 01:32 pm
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So, last night I dreamt I was married, and the zombie apocalypse started while we were on honeymoon, and my wife got flayed alive and fed into a meat grinder because I didn't rescue her on time from the zombie-creating bad guy in the hotel.

... Twilight dreams, come back D:

WHAT

Jan. 31st, 2011 01:50 pm
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I had a dream where Jared and Jensen married and moved to a castle and raised ponies, and on their castle grounds Edward and Bella and Jacob from Twilight pitched a tent and had a threesome and it was actually really hot.

I FEEL SULLIED. This is what I get for falling asleep hugging a pillow.
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Pictures of my outfit for the office Christmas party! )

SNOOOOOOW )

Thoughts on Tron: Legacy. Spoilers and squee ahoy! )

The X Factor, and why this year I actually gave a damn. )

THE BEST DREAM EVER, NO REALLY - Doctor Who/Pushing Daisies/BBC Robin Hood/Sherlock/Good Omens crossover lolwut? )

Last but not least, I R A RITER:

Dean/Castiel
1. Need - Gratuitous and terrible bondage smut.
2. Taste For The Exotic - Somewhat jealous Dean and not-very-sensible Castiel.

Sam/Castiel
1. Form and Function - I wrote a poem I don't hate, omg. Follows robo!Sam -> wall-scratching!Sam -> healing!Sam
2. prequel to short!fill is short - It's not mpreg as we know it
3. Haze Post-soullessness snippet
4. Untitled Genderswapped cuteness in response to [livejournal.com profile] woodstarling's picture.
5. All In A Day's Work Dean hates the afterlife. Hates it.
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Dear self;

Never, ever, before you go to sleep, think to yourself, "I wonder if I read and watch horror because I'm trying to see how close you can get to the abyss before you fall in?" because otherwise you will dream about being trapped in a room with a hideous half-zombie knifeman who wants to have sex with you and when you escape from that room slightly molested your dream-self will crap themselves and when you go to the dream-bathroom to clean yourself up the dream-toilet will back up all over the floor. Also there are spiders and broken glass on the dream-floor and a dead cat.

YOUR SUBCONSCIOUS NEVER REJECTS A CHALLENGE. LEAVE IT BE.
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WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT

NEVER SLEEPING AGAIN

I HATE YOU BODY

NO SERIOUSLY WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT DREAM

AND I HADN'T EVEN EATEN CHEESE BEFORE BED WHAT THE HELL )

:D

Oct. 30th, 2010 07:52 pm
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I just had crazy dreams FOR SCIENCE. I had to investigate that story about blue stilton apparently giving somewhere around 70% of people absolutely barmy dreams if about 25g is eaten under an hour before bed.

I had a dream where I was chasing Lilith from Supernatural around the dwarven ruins in Dragon Age: Origins, because she had a button that would end the world, and there were sequences where I was having to do quicktime events to stop myself falling off wooden logs into lava, and I finally caught up to her and beat her up and stopped the end of the world. I then saved the game (in my head, I don't even...), and ran back to investigate the areas I'd missed while chasing her, and I found one area with a ZOMBIE CAPTAIN HOOK and then proceeded to chase him across the rooftops of Scabb Island (... yes, from Monkey Island 2).

I'm tempted to repeat the experiment tonight, because to be perfectly honest? That was awesome.
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I had a very peculiar dream last night; not peculiar due to zany goings on (as per the usual contents of my dreams), but odd because it felt very emotionally cathartic.

For some reason, I had a dream that Hugh Laurie worked at the same call center as me, and that he'd recently lost someone very close to him - a wife or a child, someone like that - and I'd accidentally mentioned something related to this that set him crying.

I took the phone number of the customer I was on the phone to and advised them I'd call back later, hung up, and gave Hugh a kiss on the cheek before pulling him into a big hug, and I proceeded to hug him for the remainder of the dream while he calmed down.

Very, very strange dream, and I woke up feeling oddly comforted.
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I can't help but find it amusing that my subconscious, on occasion, is about as subtle as a brick to the face. Last night/early this morning (I slept in and was late for work, meep) I had a dream that couldn't have been much more blatantly a reference to my post about the two tried-but-weren't-loves and one could-have-been loves of my life thus far.

I dreamt I was in a giant water flume, and I'd zoomed through it to a certain point where it trailed off in three different directions. I chose the path to the left, zoomed around, ended up looping back to the same place I started. So I chose the path to the right, zoomed around, ended up in the same place I started again. The path in the middle was blocked, and the water in the flume was starting to rise, a few other lads stuck in the flume with me starting to panic because no one could get out. Then I took advantage of the fact I could hold my breath for a minute (I don't know if I can still do this in real life but I certainly used to be capable of it), ducked under the water, and physically pulled apart some of the piping around to blast the rising water against the blockage on the middle segment. The blockage cleared, and we carried on through the flume to safety.

DEAR SUBCONSCIOUS; I SEE WHAT YOU DID THERE.

And now to try and get that last pinch hit done, asdfjalsdfjlasd I am made of failytimes today. I don't care. Last night was amazing.
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Dearest LJ,

If any of you got a rambling, incoherent, drunk-sounding text/call/voicemail from me last night I apologise as given my depleted credit it would appear I somehow wound up actually using my mobile in my sleep. In my dream-self's defence, I was trying to tell you all (in particular [personal profile] lilka) how hilarious the new Robin Hood movie was. Yes, the one that isn't even out yet.

I do approve very much of the newfound discovery that Kevin Durand has been added to the tiny list of people my subconscious wants to bone and that he's the only entrant on said list I ACTUALLY REALLY FANCY. Christian Bale, you're cute and all but man, I could do without you turning up in my dreams. Kevin Durand, you are welcome to return, especially if you have an amusing tendency to turn up lit with bishie-sparkles like you're a Cullen or something.

I didn't get to finish the movie in my dream - I woke up when I couldn't put my phone on silent and my phone went off, making everyone in the cinema get angry at me, which unsurprisingly coincided with my alarm going off in real life - but here's what I remember:

* Russell Crowe!Robin angrily declared to a public gathering, "Long John is running this country into the ground! It's like Longshanks all over again" after failing to persuade Prince John that raising taxes was leaving the men and women of England starving, then stormed off into Sherwood Forest.

* Oh no! Guy of Gisborne (not the hot one) followed Robin and his men and when they wouldn't agree to take back what they'd said about Prince John's methods, ORDERED ALL HIS MEN KILLED (not the women, they just watched). Except for Robin, who got captured by Guy's troops. This bit was hilarious because they killed the little boys as well (WHAT BAD PEOPLE) and there were slow motion dramatic shots of how TERRIBLE this all was and I was crying laughing while sending fumbled texts to [personal profile] lilka all about this.

* I may also have made noises of the HEY HEY WTF variety because Little John got killed so I was left going NO SERIOUSLY WTF IS THIS SHIT because I was only there for Kevin Durand in the first place and more importantly you NEVER EVER KILL LITTLE JOHN OFF. EVER.

* Thankfully after Robin got carted off to be hung for treason, it turned out via the opening of Long John's bright pretty eyes it was ALL A RUSE and no one was dead, the wounds were just flesh wounds, shock and surprise people, because Robin was a GRITTER or, um, knew the ways of grit. Either way, turned out Guy's men were on their side ALL ALONG and gave everyone shallow, non-lethal wounds where the bloodflow could be stopped with salt and grit 'cause Robin taught his men all about poultices and potions, dontcha know.

* Anyway, yes, so Little John woke up first and I cheered because LITTLE JOHN DIDN'T DIE AFTER ALL and because Kevin Durand is hot. The rest of the men woke up too, patched themselves up, and joined Little John (mmm) in heading off to rescue Robin, and then I got in trouble in the cinema because my phone wasn't on silent and I woke up.

I just know now whatever happens in the movie for reals now I will probably come out all "I am disappoint" because SERIOUSLY. THAT DREAM.
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Okay, so.

Last night I dreamt a murder mystery; one that wasn't all that mysterious, all things considered, but anyway.

Gabriel from Supernatural was a detective in this weird world that was sort of halfway between Noir and Agatha Christie, and he was dragging Gumshoe from Phoenix Wright around with him (I DON'T EVEN PLAY THOSE GAMES), investigating a death at this particular mansion.

Remainder of dream cut for references to body horror, in case it squicks anyone. )

:D and o_0

Dec. 14th, 2009 11:52 pm
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:D = bit by bit finding my presents to people are arriving - the postal service isn't quite as horribly unreliable as I had thought <3.

Also :D = starting to receive goodies!
- [profile] _dahne_, the DMC4 poster arrived <3, could you PM me your address hon so I can send you the postage?
- [profile] debb, your socks and goodies arrived <3!
- [personal profile] not_cynical, your CDs arrived <3!
- [personal profile] eviltwin, your card arrived <3!
- Some gorgeous anonymous, your $5 LJ voucher arrived <3!

o_0 = last night I dreamt a Twilight self-insert fanfic. I KID YOU NOT. I woke up very puzzled and perplexed and also highly, highly amused.

I dreamt I was the new girl in Forks and Jacob was completely into me, and I was kind of into him, and we started hanging out and having long talks and eventually sitting down and snuggling up somewhere, though we never got to the making out stage, it was just a given that this was going to happen eventually (and his hair was totally gorgeous to the touch). And Bella kept watching and being all po-faced and jealous, which was a genius move because Edward was still all over her.

And at the end Edward got bored and the rest of the Cullens ate Bella. And it was hilarious. Also surprisingly hot. LOOK THEY'RE A SEXY VAMPIRE FAMILY, DINNERTIME IS SEXY TOO.

THE END.



ETA: HOLY CRAP, UNF - Sam/Castiel (+ some Wincest) footporn. I. Er. YUM.

OKAY, WHAT

Oct. 26th, 2009 11:34 am
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My dreams are misbehaving again.

Last night's dream (which, I'll have you know, lead to me waking up at 4.30 a.m. when I was due to wake up at 6.00 a.m. so I was NOT BEST PLEASED) was... I just, I don't know, I can't even start on this one. These are the notes I scribbled into my mobile so I could go back to sleep; "Bale Crowley murderer school sex dream chandelier broken glass trap sleep same warm bed morning after beautifully neurotic". THOSE ARE THE NOTES.

Oh, and yeah, that Bale is in face Christian Bale.

Okay, so. In this dream I was a total twink, but for some reason my name was Aziraphale; and Christian Bale was Crowley, only instead of being the demon we all know and love, he was more like some cross between his American Psycho character and the Talented Mr Ripley, slightly unstable and stalkery and creepy-obsessed with me, and he'd been following me through my old school until we got to a part where the windows were all bricked up and I realised this was a trap and he was trying to kill me, so I escaped upstairs to my mum 'n' dad's bedroom. Things get a ~little~ confusing from there, but we wound up talking out our problems on an enormous chandelier that has never been in mum 'n' dad's room, before swinging the chandlier over to the side so we were no longer stuck and both of us landed on a ledge above mum 'n' dad's room covered in broken glass and jewellery, and we kind of broke the glass a little bit more. Then we slid back down into mum 'n' dad's room, nicked the bed, and shagged.

And cuddled the morning after under the duvet which was already all warm from our body heat despite the fact we'd apparently slept top and tail and I had to turn around to snuggle up to him.

THAT WAS MY DREAM. I GIVE IT AN A+ FOR EFFORT BUT I DON'T KNOW WHAT IT WAS TRYING TO TELL ME.
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I just had a dream where the whole world was controlled by tabletop gaming, and me and my friend (who thankfully was really lucky) were walking down a highway in the middle of the night when we saw rags on the side of the highway and I was all "Damnit, if we investigate those we're going to get killed by zombies or Pyramid Head or something" because the only weapon we had was a cigarette lighter, and me and my friend realised we needed two gold bars and cheese to proceed safely, but we didn't have that either, so they rolled for initiative and got a 20 and a little old rag-clad lady/shopkeeper turned up out of nowhere, so my friend got the two gold bars and I got the cheese, and my friend was all "Ha I have more points than you, idiot, no one gets the cheese".

BRAIN. YOU AND ME NEED WORDS. SERIOUS ONES.

Wtf I don't even play tabletop games.

O_O

Apr. 30th, 2009 12:19 pm
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ETA TO ADD IN BOLD: THIS IS A POST ABOUT DREAMS AND ITS CONTENTS ARE ABOUT DREAMS. IT IS ALL DREAMY. YOU NEED NOT WORRY.

Also, I love you guys *snuggles*, and promise if there ever WAS something to worry about, I'd tell you in private and/or with some damned TASTE.

---

There will be a meaningful update sometime in the next day or two, but first, in the meantime, I've just woken up and I would VERY MUCH appreciate an explanation of why my two dreams last night consisted of the following:

1) Everybody has cancer!
Seriously - my best buddy was the first person to get diagnosed, and then I was all OH WAIT YEAH I DO HAVE THIS SUDDEN BROWN LEATHER LOOKING PATCH WHERE A MOLE USED TO BE and the doctor was all "Yes, u can has cancer too", and just, WTF. I mean, none of us were dying from it yet, we just all had it. WHAT.

2) White House RPS I DON'T EVEN KNOOOOOOW.
The WTF might make more sense given the following:
a. I don't do RPF in any form.
b. I think Barack and Michelle are ADORABLE.
c. I don't even fancy Rahm Emanuel or HOWEVER YOU SPELL IS NAME OH FOR GOD'S SAKE I SERIOUSLY DON'T EVEN KNOW.
d. Despite that I know Rahm could KICK MY ASS and I am LEGITIMATELY A LITTLE BIT AFFECTIONATELY SCARED OF HIM.
Seriously, I had a dream where this really, really, really long clip of Rahm and Barack talking to each other - both dressed! Well, no jackets, but shirt and trousers on still, damnit! - while Rahm was sitting on Barack's knees and was half-turned to him to talk had been released, and fangirls obviously were going mental, and there'd been this really funny fanvid where someone had dubbed over everything they were saying to each other, and I DON'T EVEN KNOW BUT IT WAS KIND OF HOT AND WTFWTFWTFWTFWTF SERIOUSLY?

So, yes. I was alarmed to wake up thinking "Well that was hot and bizarre", followed about five seconds later by "OH GOD NO BARACK'S MARRIED TO MICHELLE AND THEY ARE SO CUTE AND I ADORE THEM GUILTGUILTGUILTGUILTGUILT".

Yeah. As eloquently stated before, I don't even.

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