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azurelunatic) wrote2003-09-24 08:53 am
azurelunatic) wrote2003-09-24 08:53 am
Dreams
Dreamed about...
FatherSir with a cellphone...
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shywickedpixie, with short permed hair, watching traffic from a parked service vehicle of some sort, possibly an ambulance...
...me having to go to someone else's house for a shower...
...FatherSir going to NY or somewhere for vacation, and comparing schedules against the school schedule for the violin-family-with-the-planes-and-cats kids...
...pregnant ladies...
...the US having some sort of toilet crisis, andwibbble being glad he didn't live there (and for whatever reason, I-as-viewpoint-character didn't live there either)
...the Bujold list splitting into separate lists over factional differences...
...one of them being my Lit teacher splitting it over thinking polyamory should be illegal in public...
...arguments breaking out...
...me having chocolate as a peacemaker...
...someone suspecting, verbally, that the chocolate was poisoned... "Of course it's not!" "Could you give me some?" "It's in the fridge. Get some your own damn self."
...the guy from UAF, Rob, who looks like Mr. President, on a motorbike, leaving the meeting...
...Echo and some other guy chatting withdawnalone on the steps, who'd already been informed of who they were and was ready to call the Pagan Ladies' Abuse Hotline at the first sign of funky business. The some other guy was cool. I feel a need to wash my head out with soap, though, from Echo being in there, because it was unmistakably him, and not just a dream of him...
FatherSir with a cellphone...
...
shywickedpixie, with short permed hair, watching traffic from a parked service vehicle of some sort, possibly an ambulance......me having to go to someone else's house for a shower...
...FatherSir going to NY or somewhere for vacation, and comparing schedules against the school schedule for the violin-family-with-the-planes-and-cats kids...
...pregnant ladies...
...the US having some sort of toilet crisis, and
wibbble being glad he didn't live there (and for whatever reason, I-as-viewpoint-character didn't live there either)...the Bujold list splitting into separate lists over factional differences...
...one of them being my Lit teacher splitting it over thinking polyamory should be illegal in public...
...arguments breaking out...
...me having chocolate as a peacemaker...
...someone suspecting, verbally, that the chocolate was poisoned... "Of course it's not!" "Could you give me some?" "It's in the fridge. Get some your own damn self."
...the guy from UAF, Rob, who looks like Mr. President, on a motorbike, leaving the meeting...
...Echo and some other guy chatting with
dawnalone on the steps, who'd already been informed of who they were and was ready to call the Pagan Ladies' Abuse Hotline at the first sign of funky business. The some other guy was cool. I feel a need to wash my head out with soap, though, from Echo being in there, because it was unmistakably him, and not just a dream of him...
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It was some sort of problem with the sewers. Poor urban planning or some such.
I can't remember if someone was trying to get aid from Canada, or if that's just my morning-fogged brain making that up.