I had a dream I had an affair with a friend's husband (I can't stand him, so not even). The main part of the dream was actually the fallout. Everybody hated me and were really mean.
Giles, if you would like to get by in American society, then you are going to have to follow our traditions. You're the patriarch. You have to host the festivities, or it's all meaningless.
Buffy ,'Sleeper'
Spike's Bitches 23: We've mastered the power of positive giving up.
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Daisy Jane - Apr 19, 2005 7:22:44 am PDT #4318 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
brenda m - Apr 19, 2005 7:24:14 am PDT #4319 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
See, mine was all about the running around and the hiding and was all intense and, um, good. Which is kind of weirding me out a little. Good thing the man in question recently moved to Seattle.
Betsy HP - Apr 19, 2005 7:25:04 am PDT #4320 of 10001
If I only had a brain...
Yeah, adultery dreams can leave me blue all day.
Gudanov - Apr 19, 2005 7:27:42 am PDT #4321 of 10001
Coding and Sleeping
My last dream, I was attacked by aquatic creatures while I was working as a spy in a mall.
My son got pecked by a goose yesterday. He is okay, but I suspect he might not be saying "Hi goose! I want hug you!" as much.
tommyrot - Apr 19, 2005 7:28:39 am PDT #4322 of 10001
Sir, it's not an offence to let your cat eat your bacon. Okay? And we don't arrest cats, I'm very sorry.
My son got pecked by a goose yesterday. He is okay, but I suspect he might not be saying "Hi goose! I want hug you!" as much.
That made me laugh.
So at least some good came of it....
Daisy Jane - Apr 19, 2005 7:29:54 am PDT #4323 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Yeah, adultery dreams can leave me blue all day.
I woke up crying from the one about my friend's husband.
I think I've only had one or two where I've been cheating with someone else. The one's I have where Mr. H is, or where he's just cruel or indifferent, I wake up still upset with him which is dumb.
Edited to move "crying" because although I'd love to have a dream where he was crying, preferrably because of something my friend or one of us did, that is not the dream I had.
sj - Apr 19, 2005 7:31:08 am PDT #4324 of 10001
"There are few hours in life more agreeable than the hour dedicated to the ceremony known as afternoon tea."
Teacup Guy just left for work. He was feeling awful today, poor thing. ION, I am not in Ohio today surrounded by buffistas. This is sad making.
Raquel, Mal is too.damn.cute!
Emily - Apr 19, 2005 7:32:21 am PDT #4325 of 10001
"In the equation E = mc⬧, c⬧ is a pretty big honking number." - Scola
I dreamed aliens were taking our children away to raise them to adolescence and then eat them. They had brochures. Glossy color brochures. Depicting some kind of lovely fifties Americana but with extra quality time, where every Sunday there was a picnic in the backyard. Of course, in the living room there was a timekeeper thing which showed how long each child had until grisly death, but the aliens seemed convinced that that wouldn't matter as much as the rest of it.
Not that we had a choice; just that the aliens wanted us to understand that things weren't all that bad, because -- look! Glossy color brochure with smiling family!
Daisy Jane - Apr 19, 2005 7:36:00 am PDT #4326 of 10001
"This bar smells like kerosene and stripper tears."
Not that we had a choice; just that the aliens wanted us to understand that things weren't all that bad, because -- look! Glossy color brochure with smiling family!
You can tell they'd been spying on us for a while.
Sparky1 - Apr 19, 2005 7:37:19 am PDT #4327 of 10001
Librarian Warlord
Mal is just adorable. Even more adorable than Pooh. Although, both Mal and Pooh together are deadly adorable.
t dies from the adorable
Last night my DH spoke to a good friend in Seattle. Turns out, he and his wife became the proud parents of a baby boy last Tuesday. This is about a month before her due date. While my hubby remembered to ask if everyone was in good health (they are), here is what he didn't find out: why baby is still in the hospital, if mama is still in the hospital, when everyone is expected home, baby's size, how to spell baby's name, etc., etc. What did they talk about? I have no idea.