Happy Cinco de Mayo!
Happy 2 year anniversary of prom! (seriously,
two years ago...what?)
Speaking of prom, I seriously had the weirdest dream last night. It was prom, though apparently the school we went to was so large that needed to split it into five separate proms (there was one on a beach, one on a cruise ship, etc.). So me, Katelyn and this other girl I've never seen before get into a limo driven by Laurence Dominic from
Dollhouse and he just sort of takes off and we're all "Um, I think there's supposed to be more people in here... also, I don't think we're supposed to be this far into Howell..." and we get the general gist that he's kidnapped us and is going to do horrible things to us and so I manage to get out of the car and into this other guy's, where I call the cops on his cellphone.
And then the dream did that weird thing that dreams do... where it just shifts setting with no warning and suddenly I'm at the prom taking place at this really fantastic water park and I keep getting pushed in the pool and asked to party. And I'm like "No, guys, I have some pretty serious shit to deal with right now." But nobody cares. And Harry Potter is just sort of chilling in the pool and all these people are wearing costumes in the pool, but not him. It actually just is Harry Potter, which... what? Anyway, so, like there's a guy dressed like Spiderman in the pool and an entire group of people dressed like Henry II and his family (what?). And the guy dressed like Richard the Lionheart was a total meathead and so I was like "Needs moar gay" and he got all pissed. And then me and my friend Eamonn (who was just there apparently?) and the one gay ballet dancer from
Center Stage are all like "You know, I think we got the pretty sweet end of the deal as far as a waterpark prom goes" and then everyone had to go into the hotel where we were having an actual dance, which was apparently owned by Disney. And for some reason, I felt the need to take my swimsuit off, so I'm just, like, wandering around a Disney lobbey soaking wet and practically naked and I get all distracted by these cool virtual walkways... and then I woke up.
...k'. I'm sure Katelyn and what's-her-name are ok. Boyd Langton was on the case.
So, to recap, things I've been watching/thinking about too much lately:
Harry Potter
BBC's Robin Hood / The Tudors (the last of the Plantagenets were just executed on the show)
Wanting a Disney vacation
Dollhouse
Scenes with Roger and the distinct theme of attempted rape
So. At least I'm well rounded.
I was bored this morning so I decided to do a Swacit mix with nothing but Decemberists songs. Good times.
( And I am a writer, writer of fictions, I am the heart that you call home )ZIP