There was one big problem with the whole premise of the episode, which is that if you were just watching someone's else's dream, you'd be seeing it from their perspective, not your own.

Not always though. I've sometimes dreamed from a removed viewpoint in which I could see myself taking actions. Dreams is weird.

Nobody's imagining the writers' bodies screwing like bunnies in the back of the Impala, or whatever.

Joe Flanigan is technically a writer. IJS.

Joe Flanigan is technically a writer. IJS.

Remind me never to get into a personal conversation with JF.

I can think of something personal I'd like to get into with JF.



... What?

Haven't had time to go but I sent it to Ed. This was his response :

"JESUS CHRIST!!"

I'll get over there later. I have to pick up family from the airport.

There was no breath holding in the tank. The green water is between two panes of glass in the window and that's it. So I walk into this empty tank and stand on two apple boxes, hold onto the ceiling for balance and pretend to be floating by moving up and down on my toes - that was why we had to cover my hair.

I never thought it was going to work.

Save yourself, don't click.

Haven't had time to go but I sent it to Ed.

ohgod.

ita, you realize you are that person. YOU are the person who brings slash to the attention of the show. I am torn between squirmy and hilarity.

At least none of us wrote it.

Ahahahahahahaha oh god /o\.

Hee! I think I'm going to sustain a healthy level of denial. CFerg does not post here. Ed does not have email. It's possible there's no such thing as the internet, although that does introduce an interesting existential problem for how I'm posting. But maybe I'm just typing and none of you can read this.

"JESUS CHRIST!!"

I'm getting all itchy just thinking about it. And? Laughing my head off. It's like a train wreck, only way more hilarious. The cats are looking at me funny.