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roxymissrose, i'm putting a link to a picture of the Monstrous Bebe. 'Cause she's so damn cute!
This is one of her new sets of school clothes and she was just so excited about it!
Monstrous Bebe
Mommy's girl!!
Second, i had a freakin' dream this morning/early afternoon when i lay back down. (Stayed up chattin' withchocgood84 and was just. So. TIRED.
So i lay down and then i had this
Okay, i've read in various posts on my flist about people dreaming about LJ, dreaming about BtVS, dreaming about Spike, Angel, whathaveyou. The last dream i consciously remember having about a 'famous' figure was about three years ago i dreamed i was watching TV with David Bowie in my parents bedroom at my childhood home. Too weird.
Anyway. I dreampt that 'Spike' (not Mr. Marsters) was dead. And he was lying on the ground behind my house. Where there is a barb-wire fence and then lots of trees. And i mean...DEAD. A corpse so far gone that when Cat and i picked him up he fell apart at the waist and was slimy and horrible in my hands. I know, i know, vampire=dust, but there he was... Red shirt, leather duster, jeans, boots...gah. I had to pick him up and get him over the fence - we were trying to get him out into the woods so the little scavengers could take care of him. *shudder* It was icky.
THEN! We're back inside and there's SPIKE. Red shirt, etc. Lying on my floor, and we have to wake him up and he has NO memories and in that weird folding of dream-time, soon he is an actor in a tv show, small parts but getting better, still in the red shirt and duster, all happy and bouncing around and i'm on the set for some reason and the awful, disintegrating corpse keeps popping back into my head, all stuck with dead leaves and... It was weird, and left me slightly unsettled. And pouty 'cause no sex of any kind was had.
*Yawn* Must go finish WAY too much stuff. Jayzus i'm behind. 'Changes' chapter, S/X pornathon fic, tag on![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
wts_tagstory, maybe, possibly, today, update 'Credence', attempt to ignore two hovering, biting, annoying plot bunnies that have ALREADY forced me to write paragraphs...
ACK!
roxymissrose, i'm putting a link to a picture of the Monstrous Bebe. 'Cause she's so damn cute!This is one of her new sets of school clothes and she was just so excited about it!
Monstrous Bebe
Mommy's girl!!
Second, i had a freakin' dream this morning/early afternoon when i lay back down. (Stayed up chattin' with
chocgood84 and was just. So. TIRED.So i lay down and then i had this
Okay, i've read in various posts on my flist about people dreaming about LJ, dreaming about BtVS, dreaming about Spike, Angel, whathaveyou. The last dream i consciously remember having about a 'famous' figure was about three years ago i dreamed i was watching TV with David Bowie in my parents bedroom at my childhood home. Too weird.
Anyway. I dreampt that 'Spike' (not Mr. Marsters) was dead. And he was lying on the ground behind my house. Where there is a barb-wire fence and then lots of trees. And i mean...DEAD. A corpse so far gone that when Cat and i picked him up he fell apart at the waist and was slimy and horrible in my hands. I know, i know, vampire=dust, but there he was... Red shirt, leather duster, jeans, boots...gah. I had to pick him up and get him over the fence - we were trying to get him out into the woods so the little scavengers could take care of him. *shudder* It was icky.
THEN! We're back inside and there's SPIKE. Red shirt, etc. Lying on my floor, and we have to wake him up and he has NO memories and in that weird folding of dream-time, soon he is an actor in a tv show, small parts but getting better, still in the red shirt and duster, all happy and bouncing around and i'm on the set for some reason and the awful, disintegrating corpse keeps popping back into my head, all stuck with dead leaves and... It was weird, and left me slightly unsettled. And pouty 'cause no sex of any kind was had.
*Yawn* Must go finish WAY too much stuff. Jayzus i'm behind. 'Changes' chapter, S/X pornathon fic, tag on
wts_tagstory, maybe, possibly, today, update 'Credence', attempt to ignore two hovering, biting, annoying plot bunnies that have ALREADY forced me to write paragraphs...ACK!
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:)
Thanks!
*squishes you*
Yeah, slimy Spike. Weird.
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Once again we demonstrate our twinny-ness for I are too a plaid and argyle lover!
I own the most enormous collection of argyle socks this side of Prince Charles wardrobe! *hugs you mightily!*
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Eeevol brain-twinness strikes again!!
Hee.
I have lime-green-and-brown-and-white argyles that i stole from my dad. HA!
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*channels Alice Cooper*
'We're so young and pretty...
we're so young and clean...
So many place we have never been...'
Heh.
evil twins of argyle
Mostly cause I was already scared of your nasty disintegrating corpse of Spike image, double helping of yuck there.
And cause I'm too lazy to make an original comment. Your Bebe is too cute! I just love that age and the getting to dress 'em up part.
*smiles fondly*
Re: evil twins of argyle
Argyle is not evol!! It is...comforting.
:)
And thanks! The Bebe is a sweetie...
And yeah, the corpse thing made me a little shuddery too. Gods know why i'd dream about that! Glad he came back to life!