Oct 03, 2006 09:42
My Crazy Dream: or why editing over 200 neighbours episodes over a short period of time is a bad idea
First of all there was a non-neighbours bit: a racoon ate a dog, then it turned inside out, then it turned black and red striped, it changed back to its normal colour but when a person prodded it it could lash out and be red and black again. wtf?!
Even scarier is that in my dream Bree was stalking Paul Robinson. She had a list of all his movements and was so in love with him. They even slept together! EEWWWWWWWWWW! That's illegal, I can understand why Paul was in my dream but Bree? That's pairing is worse than Lyn/Paul. (But only just)
The next part of my dream was the best. I was talking to Paul saying I was glad he had lots of plots and lines and screentime, (great, not only am I a dork in real life but apparently I'm an even bigger dork in my dreams). He murmured something in reply and put his head on my shoulder. SQUEE! It felt so nice!
That's when I woke up and realised my alarm hadn't gone and I was seriously late for Uni.