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Mar. 12th, 2008 09:15 pmI dreamed I was hosting a fan gathering. We were watching JB non-Torchwood stuff on the recorder box. JB was hosting some kind of 'how fabulous are your houses' thing about all his places. They were like Grand Designs places, very fabulous indeed, and Scott was there in a kind of bashful way to take appropriate credit.
Then that one ended and everyone had a refreshment break. JB ate all the jam tarts. He was a version of JB that looked like a habitual eater of all jam tarts, with a middle you could snuggle into and all. Also he was pretty much dressed like Captain Jack, only without the coat. But it was definitely JB. No vortex manipulator.
Hordes of fans descended on my kitchen and he apologised for how much this must be costing me, with the incredibly cheap jam tarts clearly being such an expense and all. Er, I was the one pointing out they were dead cheap, he was just eating them. So I was all, no no, this is cool, I like this. I need excuses to get out more anyway. I'm agoraphobic. JB was all puzzled face and "Your under a death sentence?" And I was all *shakes head* Just scared of outside places. Big. Empty. Blah. *big vague shrug of indicating the overwhelmingly large nature of the world*.
Then I turned around and noticed the guy just behind me was kind of *facepalm* and I asked why. For if I did not know why, I would probably say it again, often and in public. So he looked up to assure me it wasn't anything I said, and it was GDL, in Ianto suit, pinstripe charcoal with a pink shirt.
... asleep me has sooo much more fun. All y'all were there and the two hottest guys on the planet. Win.
So, anyway. In the dream someone asked if I was going to watch Torchwood tonight and I said I'd probably sleep through it, since experientially it'd all be much the same by about lunchtime tomorrow anyway, ie I'd have slept and then watched Torchwood, just slept longer.
My alarm clock didn't get the memo.
So, I am awake. But not yet watching Torchwood. Because I've watched last week's quite a few times this week, and while it is of win I don't need it again. Also watching the two eps back to back is always a different viewing experience, so I thought I'd just stick with the one.
So I check my f-list and eat more chocolate dessert. With my finger. Cause I've run out of spoons. And teaspoons. And forks. *sigh*
Then that one ended and everyone had a refreshment break. JB ate all the jam tarts. He was a version of JB that looked like a habitual eater of all jam tarts, with a middle you could snuggle into and all. Also he was pretty much dressed like Captain Jack, only without the coat. But it was definitely JB. No vortex manipulator.
Hordes of fans descended on my kitchen and he apologised for how much this must be costing me, with the incredibly cheap jam tarts clearly being such an expense and all. Er, I was the one pointing out they were dead cheap, he was just eating them. So I was all, no no, this is cool, I like this. I need excuses to get out more anyway. I'm agoraphobic. JB was all puzzled face and "Your under a death sentence?" And I was all *shakes head* Just scared of outside places. Big. Empty. Blah. *big vague shrug of indicating the overwhelmingly large nature of the world*.
Then I turned around and noticed the guy just behind me was kind of *facepalm* and I asked why. For if I did not know why, I would probably say it again, often and in public. So he looked up to assure me it wasn't anything I said, and it was GDL, in Ianto suit, pinstripe charcoal with a pink shirt.
... asleep me has sooo much more fun. All y'all were there and the two hottest guys on the planet. Win.
So, anyway. In the dream someone asked if I was going to watch Torchwood tonight and I said I'd probably sleep through it, since experientially it'd all be much the same by about lunchtime tomorrow anyway, ie I'd have slept and then watched Torchwood, just slept longer.
My alarm clock didn't get the memo.
So, I am awake. But not yet watching Torchwood. Because I've watched last week's quite a few times this week, and while it is of win I don't need it again. Also watching the two eps back to back is always a different viewing experience, so I thought I'd just stick with the one.
So I check my f-list and eat more chocolate dessert. With my finger. Cause I've run out of spoons. And teaspoons. And forks. *sigh*