JARED DREAM
Most vivid dream I've ever had
So yeah i had this dream last night that i can remember every single detail of, It's Jared related , now It's not unusual for me to have a Jared related dream , in fact they are pretty common, what is unusual is the fact that it wasn't steamy and it centered mostly around Tom Welling.
Anyway i walked into my local fish and chip shop,and Tom Welling is working in there, we all know each other pretty well and i know that Tom still also works for the CW, anyway i have my SPN magazine with me but it's rolled up so nobody can really see what it is , but Tom wants to know so i tell him that it's a magazine to do with someone i really like on TV. Well at first i have to let him down gently telling him to shrink his head again it's not him, anyway this makes him start guessing and to cut a long story short the guesses fly back and fourth for a long time until i tell Tom it's someone who he's been in a film with and after that he guesses that it's Jared pretty quickly and starts doing a happy dance around the shop whilst I'm annoyed at myself for giving him too big of a clue, anyway we're laughing and joking and my best friend walks in with her little boy and gets annoyed and starts crying coz I'm laughing and joking with Tom Welling and she thinks everyone is laughing at her for getting upset, anyway I manage to calm my friend down and let her know she's my best friend and very important to me and we get a cab back to my place laughing at how silly she'd been and BTW I live a five minute walk from my chip shop so i don't know where the cab came from.And anyway we,re all in good spirits again when we walk into my living room and Jared's sitting on my sofa with his feet up drinking a beer, My friend goes red in the face with anger and storms out.
and that is where i wake up, "naturally" I might add a good fifteen minutes before my alarm is due to go off.
And now I'm thinking do i spend too much time with LJ and not with my non lj friends, and where the hell did Tom Welling come from , weird very weird.
So yeah i had this dream last night that i can remember every single detail of, It's Jared related , now It's not unusual for me to have a Jared related dream , in fact they are pretty common, what is unusual is the fact that it wasn't steamy and it centered mostly around Tom Welling.
Anyway i walked into my local fish and chip shop,and Tom Welling is working in there, we all know each other pretty well and i know that Tom still also works for the CW, anyway i have my SPN magazine with me but it's rolled up so nobody can really see what it is , but Tom wants to know so i tell him that it's a magazine to do with someone i really like on TV. Well at first i have to let him down gently telling him to shrink his head again it's not him, anyway this makes him start guessing and to cut a long story short the guesses fly back and fourth for a long time until i tell Tom it's someone who he's been in a film with and after that he guesses that it's Jared pretty quickly and starts doing a happy dance around the shop whilst I'm annoyed at myself for giving him too big of a clue, anyway we're laughing and joking and my best friend walks in with her little boy and gets annoyed and starts crying coz I'm laughing and joking with Tom Welling and she thinks everyone is laughing at her for getting upset, anyway I manage to calm my friend down and let her know she's my best friend and very important to me and we get a cab back to my place laughing at how silly she'd been and BTW I live a five minute walk from my chip shop so i don't know where the cab came from.And anyway we,re all in good spirits again when we walk into my living room and Jared's sitting on my sofa with his feet up drinking a beer, My friend goes red in the face with anger and storms out.
and that is where i wake up, "naturally" I might add a good fifteen minutes before my alarm is due to go off.
And now I'm thinking do i spend too much time with LJ and not with my non lj friends, and where the hell did Tom Welling come from , weird very weird.