I napped and had a very weird dream where I was in some dusty country farmhouse, with my "partner" (we were cops??) trying to figure out what happened to this guy who'd been killed years before. It was creepy and weird. And then for some reason I was cleaning the house, and throwing out all this expired canned food. Um. And THEN I discovered a 90 year old man, hiding in the cupboard--first I was afraid he was dead, then I was scared he had a gun (my partner and I weren't wearing ours for some reason?) and then he told us he wanted to explain about the dead guy, that they'd been lovers and the dead guy was killed for being gay, and it was all very sad.
Then, suddenly, I was picking flowers. Very random.
It was very frustrating in my dream, Gus. I didn't know if I'd be unsniffly, proactively healthy, dancing or unpregnant.
Take 'em all! Funnest abortion EVER.
That Matt thing was fine. Anything that can make you put up with Enya is fine.
Wow, Robin. That was utterly charming.
Gus, I hesistate to say this, but you do realize that wasn't Enya, right?
Gah. I know why they block youtube here at work, but that doesn't stop me from being pouty.
Then, suddenly, I was picking flowers. Very random.
More dreams should end like that. But not Erin's. That should have ended with sex.
Lo these many years ago I dreamt that I kissed one of the guys at krav that I barely knew at the time. It made me kinda paranoid as I wondered if I was attracted to him. It was quite the hot kiss.
Luckily all that is ironed out and I wouldn't touch his lips except with a ten foot pole.
Or my fists.
Or feet.
Hmm. Also elbow.
Okay, I'd touch his lips. But he wouldn't like it.
Burrell: No. I thought it was Enya.
t still trying to parse CI's pedophile thing.
Libraries. This much is sure. I favor libraries.
I am SO SO SO jealous of that Matt guy!! He's been so many cool places!
It also sorta makes me wish I'd taken more pictures in the places I did go. And/or had some sort of shtick...for a while, I had pictures of Elmo everywhere (long story involving my roommate), but it was her thing, not mine.
Let's just say that it's a very special reporter who can make you feel sympathy for a dude who wanks in the library. The best part is at the end when the reporter admits that there's really not much they can do, anyway.
