Last night's dreams
Mar. 13th, 2008 01:51 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
wolven7Dreamed of a talk being given by Neil Gaiman, in a forest park that was also a school conference room/auditorium. I had to go to the talk, and still be able to pick up ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
mech_angel from work. It was getting dangerously close to when I would have had to leave, and Neil still hadn't even started yet. He began to read a story, and I noticed that cailement was at the head of the table, seated next to him. I was about to have to walk out, when mech_angel showed up/messaged me to let mem know there was a bus (which I didn't think existed) and that she'd be there shortly/was there. We stayed for the rest of the talk (I think).
After that, as we were all filling out of the conference room/park, I introduced a friend's ex-girlfriend to Marylin Manson, because she was being fake shy/panic-stricken. I said her name, loudly, in conversation to him, right behind her, because I knew she'd turn around. I introduced them, and let them be about their way,knowing, as well, that the were going to, at some point, spectacularly implode.pallandrome turned to me and said, "Wow. How come I never/How do I get to make deals with you? Because, I mean, the things I want don't involved Love. I have that, already..." He trailed off, generally amazed at my ability to facilitate people getting what they want, wondering if they all had horrible consequences.
Dreams are weird things.
mech_angel from work. It was getting dangerously close to when I would have had to leave, and Neil still hadn't even started yet. He began to read a story, and I noticed that cailement was at the head of the table, seated next to him. I was about to have to walk out, when mech_angel showed up/messaged me to let mem know there was a bus (which I didn't think existed) and that she'd be there shortly/was there. We stayed for the rest of the talk (I think).After that, as we were all filling out of the conference room/park, I introduced a friend's ex-girlfriend to Marylin Manson, because she was being fake shy/panic-stricken. I said her name, loudly, in conversation to him, right behind her, because I knew she'd turn around. I introduced them, and let them be about their way,knowing, as well, that the were going to, at some point, spectacularly implode.
pallandrome turned to me and said, "Wow. How come I never/How do I get to make deals with you? Because, I mean, the things I want don't involved Love. I have that, already..." He trailed off, generally amazed at my ability to facilitate people getting what they want, wondering if they all had horrible consequences.Dreams are weird things.
