yesnotoaster | (no subject)

When I was in elementary school, I had a crush on this boy Y. He was the best friend of the most popular boy in my class, M. While my friends talked about how cute M was, I only had eyes for Y. That's why the fact that I only dreamed about M pissed me off so much. Ugh. I would dream about M being nice to me and us going out together and wake up thinking "WTF!?!".

This anecdote was brought to you by the fact that while I prefer Merlin to Arthur, everything reminds me of Bradley James! That hot blond hockey player at work or that other guy with the crooked teeth and that other guy with the thing and, well, you see my point.

While on the subject of dreams, my latest started with me working for Torchwood with Jack and being transformed into a zombie, eating at the diner in the Twilight movie with Les BB, finally ended with WWIII in my town, complete with nuclear explosions. (Fun fact: we have new pens at work. They're from the nearest nuclear plant. I almost choked when I noticed them tonight.)