Dreams and TV and whatnot...
Aug. 27th, 2007 01:10 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
eponymous_roseAwesome find at Costco today: all nine seasons of the X-Files for $19.99 (CDN) each! Ooh. Didn't buy any, alas. But it's there!
First wacky sleep-deprived dream of the week:
I'm in my hotel room, reading a book or something, and the doorbell rings. Surprise! It's Robert Sean Leonard. Alas, it doesn't look like he's here to play doctor (*rimshot*), so it's not that sort of a dream. No, he just stands there, crosses his arms, and says: "You know, you still haven't watched the third season of "House" yet. That's very disappointing." And what can I say but: "Oh. Sorry about that." And then he leaves.
So I bought the third season this afternoon. W00t!
Second wacky sleep-deprived dream of the week:
I'm a secret agent of some sort, delivering a violent criminal/thief and his accomplice to somewhere-or-other on a train, for reasons that aren't adequately explained. Since I'm apparently a really, really lousy secret agent, I tell a random guy on the bus to keep an eye on these violent criminals while I rush out to the washrooms, passing a random mumbling guy en route. For some reason, while I'm there I run into a friend from school, who becomes quite engrossed in telling me about her job as a "fountain attendant", which I'm sure is fairly interesting, but this is the point where I realise that I left violent criminals on a bus with some guy. And, since this thing seems to have taken a distinctly sci-fi turn, I run off, shouting: "The phrase "fate of the world" was created for exactly this sort of situation!" Which is kind of a cool comeback, but makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. Oh, well. So I'm running up to the bus, nearly 100% sure that these people have escaped by now, and I almost crash into crazy mumbling guy. And then I realize that he's repeating "Adrian" over and over again, which is the name of one of the criminals. He notices I'm listening and points to the bus, saying: "Adrian!" again, then points towards a convenient copse of trees. Of course, this is the point where the accomplice, on the other side of the bus, makes a run for it. I run and tackle her, and notice that crazy guy has started after this Adrian guy, who's also made a run for it. And then we catch the bad guys and there's a parade. Or something.
First wacky sleep-deprived dream of the week:
I'm in my hotel room, reading a book or something, and the doorbell rings. Surprise! It's Robert Sean Leonard. Alas, it doesn't look like he's here to play doctor (*rimshot*), so it's not that sort of a dream. No, he just stands there, crosses his arms, and says: "You know, you still haven't watched the third season of "House" yet. That's very disappointing." And what can I say but: "Oh. Sorry about that." And then he leaves.
So I bought the third season this afternoon. W00t!
Second wacky sleep-deprived dream of the week:
I'm a secret agent of some sort, delivering a violent criminal/thief and his accomplice to somewhere-or-other on a train, for reasons that aren't adequately explained. Since I'm apparently a really, really lousy secret agent, I tell a random guy on the bus to keep an eye on these violent criminals while I rush out to the washrooms, passing a random mumbling guy en route. For some reason, while I'm there I run into a friend from school, who becomes quite engrossed in telling me about her job as a "fountain attendant", which I'm sure is fairly interesting, but this is the point where I realise that I left violent criminals on a bus with some guy. And, since this thing seems to have taken a distinctly sci-fi turn, I run off, shouting: "The phrase "fate of the world" was created for exactly this sort of situation!" Which is kind of a cool comeback, but makes absolutely no sense whatsoever. Oh, well. So I'm running up to the bus, nearly 100% sure that these people have escaped by now, and I almost crash into crazy mumbling guy. And then I realize that he's repeating "Adrian" over and over again, which is the name of one of the criminals. He notices I'm listening and points to the bus, saying: "Adrian!" again, then points towards a convenient copse of trees. Of course, this is the point where the accomplice, on the other side of the bus, makes a run for it. I run and tackle her, and notice that crazy guy has started after this Adrian guy, who's also made a run for it. And then we catch the bad guys and there's a parade. Or something.
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Date: 2007-08-30 04:45 pm (UTC)