but I've had a couple of different dreams about having sex with married Buffistas that I've met IRL.

::glares at Sean::

I think the only sex dreams I've had in the last five years have been about Buffistas. Probably about five, never the same person twice.

The nightmare I had most often as a child involved being trapped in a moving car, usually with my sister, so it was more than just me at stake, and NOBODY WAS BEHIND THE WHEEL! I had to try and get over the very high bench seat, and then figure out how to operate the vehicle, except my legs weren't long enought to reach the pedals.

I still have dreams like this.

The dreams I hate are ones where something bad is coming after me, but I can't move.

Oh, those are awful. Especially if they are followed by the dream where I think I've woken up but I still can't move (or scream) and, yes, something bad is still coming. Hate that.

Oh Sean, I've totally had sex dreams about various Buffistae (of both genders, I might add. I don't think it's anything to worry about.

You have nightmares about cutting your hair, Betsy?

Yip. Paging Dr. Freud...

but I've had a couple of different dreams about having sex with married Buffistas that I've met IRL.

::glares at Sean::

Yeah, stop having sex dreams about Hec, Sean. You REM-state homewrecker! Plus, you'll upset JZ.

The dreams I hate are ones where something bad is coming after me, but I can't move.

Sometimes I have dreams where the scary thing is chasing me and I can't run. The odd thing? It always turns out that I can run faster backwards.

My weird dreams tend to involve houses with lots of stairs, doors that don't go anywhere, too many floors, too many rooms. Calling Dr. Freud...

Happy Birthday, Stunt Husband! And congratulations on your new job!

Oh, and timelies to one and all.

Yeah, stop having sex dreams about Hec, Sean. You REM-state homewrecker! Plus, you'll upset JZ.

Snerkitty.

Actually some of the weirdest dream weridness I've had is....

....first let me back up. I usually keep my bed wedged in a corner. Holdover from childhood or something, two sides a monster can't get at me from, and all that.

Anyway, I have occasionally had dreams where someone hits me in the head with a baseball bat or something, but the weird part is that the moment of contact exactly coincides with my real self rolling my head swiftly into the wall, so that when I dream a baseball bat has hit me in the head, I get hit in my actual waking head.

Very weird. Luckily never hard enough to leave more than a light bruise, but creepy nonetheless.

t sits in jail cell, dragging tin cup across bars