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Jan. 23rd, 2018 09:43 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
beccaelizabethTodays dream started as one of those naked in public ones, only with a duvet, so plenty warm enough. But I was in the main hall at a convention so I was like, okay, this might as well happen, no problem. This is not the weirdest costume I've ever seen. Bit of body paint and it's practically normal.
... have to say, haven't seen a me shaped person being blue or green.
And then there were a bunch of panels and it got to a comedy dude and I realised I needed to get dressed for the disco. ... yes, specifically for the disco. ... so I wandered off and it turned into one of those queues everywhere but you can't find the reg desk, can't even find the stairs, wandering endlessly sort of things.
And then the convention hotel corridor turned into a more familiar one and I was back in high school wearing only a duvet. As dreams do. A lot. But thankfully it was late and they were only having a training day, so, no students.
But that was when I dreamed I bumped into someone I was a fan of from the 90s, or at least someone who cold pass for him without my glasses on, which, near enough, so I invited him to the disco. Which he seemed to be receptive to. But I told him I had like three minutes to get into my corset, and went to where I knew stairs in high school had to be.
Only, this being a dream, they had been replaced with a series of acrobats who, like, juggled me up to the next floor.
Which was actually pretty cool. And involved cake, cause they all were also balancing big trays of cake. Like acrobat waiters, just standing on each other's shoulders, hanging out in the stairwell giving underdressed people a hand.
So by end of dream I was trying to put together a video montage of this actor guy, who turned out to be actual actor guy and willing to do a panel. So when I woke up I wondered what he'd been doing lately.
... I stopped paying attention after the arrest and drugs and jail thing.
And it turns out he's another for the list of survivors who got sober and started doing martial arts. I really like that list. You would think that would be pretty specific, but, plural people on it. Plus it's just good to know when people get their heads on straightish. It's even been more than ten years since he was arrested for anything at all, as far as the internet knows at first glance, so, you know, yaay for him. Doing pretty good.
... I know that sounds like a low bar, but, there are other lists.
But now I woke up cheerful.
... have to say, haven't seen a me shaped person being blue or green.
And then there were a bunch of panels and it got to a comedy dude and I realised I needed to get dressed for the disco. ... yes, specifically for the disco. ... so I wandered off and it turned into one of those queues everywhere but you can't find the reg desk, can't even find the stairs, wandering endlessly sort of things.
And then the convention hotel corridor turned into a more familiar one and I was back in high school wearing only a duvet. As dreams do. A lot. But thankfully it was late and they were only having a training day, so, no students.
But that was when I dreamed I bumped into someone I was a fan of from the 90s, or at least someone who cold pass for him without my glasses on, which, near enough, so I invited him to the disco. Which he seemed to be receptive to. But I told him I had like three minutes to get into my corset, and went to where I knew stairs in high school had to be.
Only, this being a dream, they had been replaced with a series of acrobats who, like, juggled me up to the next floor.
Which was actually pretty cool. And involved cake, cause they all were also balancing big trays of cake. Like acrobat waiters, just standing on each other's shoulders, hanging out in the stairwell giving underdressed people a hand.
So by end of dream I was trying to put together a video montage of this actor guy, who turned out to be actual actor guy and willing to do a panel. So when I woke up I wondered what he'd been doing lately.
... I stopped paying attention after the arrest and drugs and jail thing.
And it turns out he's another for the list of survivors who got sober and started doing martial arts. I really like that list. You would think that would be pretty specific, but, plural people on it. Plus it's just good to know when people get their heads on straightish. It's even been more than ten years since he was arrested for anything at all, as far as the internet knows at first glance, so, you know, yaay for him. Doing pretty good.
... I know that sounds like a low bar, but, there are other lists.
But now I woke up cheerful.