Dear subconscious: WTF?
Oct. 24th, 2008 11:56 amI remember two items from my dreams this night.
Item the first: The hedgehog we're currently trying to fatten up before it goes into hibernation - a male hedgehog, mind you, whom we've named Pippin (Peregrinus actually, because there was a hedgehog named Peregrinus in some children's story I remember fuzzily, but that's so long) - anyway, this hedgehog that lives in our house in real life was in my dream, except in my dream it had given birth to three adorably cute baby hedgehogs.
Item the second: I was at Ring*Con 2008 again. So was Barack Obama. Who apparently belonged to the RingStars troupe, and danced in golden underpants during their show.
... WTF.
WTF.
Item the first: The hedgehog we're currently trying to fatten up before it goes into hibernation - a male hedgehog, mind you, whom we've named Pippin (Peregrinus actually, because there was a hedgehog named Peregrinus in some children's story I remember fuzzily, but that's so long) - anyway, this hedgehog that lives in our house in real life was in my dream, except in my dream it had given birth to three adorably cute baby hedgehogs.
Item the second: I was at Ring*Con 2008 again. So was Barack Obama. Who apparently belonged to the RingStars troupe, and danced in golden underpants during their show.
... WTF.
WTF.