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progI had a couple of clear dreams earlier this week.
A: Several friends were hanging out in my kitchen.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
tahnan, in the voice he uses for such bon mots, responded to someone else by saying "You know, if Peter Jackson were here, he'd be lord of himself." This was hilariously funny in whatever the context was.
I think this is the second time I've blogged about dreams wheretahnan says things that are (to me alone) parodies of how he talks in real life.
People were helping themselves to milk from my refrigerator, and I was surprised that it wasn't spoiled. You can interpret this in all sorts of scandalous ways but I think it's actually me being sad about how my fridge needs a good cleaning.
B: I had a paper bag full of little snacky goodies, and was trudging through the wilderness, trying to make it home with them. But a skunk was following me; it wanted the goodies. I couldn't shake it off, and I was afraid it would attack me. At least twice I tried sacrificing one of the goodies, tossing it to the ground, and the skunk would go after it and start pawing at it... but when I got moving again it would abandon it and follow me again.
It was quite disturbing.
A: Several friends were hanging out in my kitchen.
tahnan, in the voice he uses for such bon mots, responded to someone else by saying "You know, if Peter Jackson were here, he'd be lord of himself." This was hilariously funny in whatever the context was.I think this is the second time I've blogged about dreams where
tahnan says things that are (to me alone) parodies of how he talks in real life.People were helping themselves to milk from my refrigerator, and I was surprised that it wasn't spoiled. You can interpret this in all sorts of scandalous ways but I think it's actually me being sad about how my fridge needs a good cleaning.
B: I had a paper bag full of little snacky goodies, and was trudging through the wilderness, trying to make it home with them. But a skunk was following me; it wanted the goodies. I couldn't shake it off, and I was afraid it would attack me. At least twice I tried sacrificing one of the goodies, tossing it to the ground, and the skunk would go after it and start pawing at it... but when I got moving again it would abandon it and follow me again.
It was quite disturbing.
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Date: 2006-11-26 03:20 pm (UTC)