Dreamin'

Had a dream that I was going to dinner with (on a date?) Wilson/RSL (in one person). He was talking to me about all the complexities of his character and doing a really good job. At one point I told him that he was making me want to write fic about him, because what he was saying kept prompting all these ideas (that I can't remember anymore). Then he started talking about the brilliance of the show, and goes, "I mean, how old are you?"

I forgot. It took me a few times to get up to 26, and then I told him that apparently I really didn't kow, and we laughed. I'd like to say it was becase I was asleep, but I know it wasn't.

Anyway, his point was the show was brilliant because Hugh was old and scruffy, yet a young, pretty girl like me was lusting after him (maybe not the thing you want to say to your date, but whatever). I told him it was just me. Then th dream crossed over oddly with Lost and... yeah. At one point I was a good belly dancer and was maybe going to work at the restaurant we were in because they were short a dancer and....

It was weird.

I'm sleepy. Bed time?

Incoherent Squee!

Serenity trailer! *bouncebouncebounce*

And you know what? Due to me getting into the fandom late, I don't have to wait as long as y'all have! *gloats*

Of course... now I do.

Maybe I should go back to sleep. Or write. Oh! And judging by the trailer, for the first time in four years,I think my fic s going to be legitimately jossed. *beams*