Eliyes

You know, it would be nice if my subconscious had a better sense of timing. I'm having oral surgery in a month, so what happens today as I am sleeping? Surgery-horror dream. Yep. Attacked by pigeons that no one else could perceive upon entering a hospital room, the doctors decided to remove my brain while they were in there because it's clearly defective. Meanwhile, pigeons continue to painfully dive bomb me, and that cannot be sanitary! I mean, pigeon crap has a Ph of 13, that's enough to blind you instantly if it gets in your eyes! I'm pretty sure having pigeons in the operating room is at least a bad as permanent nerve damage, in the realm of Things That Can Go Wrong In Oral Surgery, and let's not get into them removing my brain.

The worst bit is, I have to go back to sleep now. Somehow.

;~;

eta: I've decided to make udon before I sleep because I'm pretty sure I dreamt about udon -- that I didn't get to eat -- and because I can smell bacon coming in the window. Which is a big improvement over what I could smell this time yesterday.

eta2: My surgery has been bumped back a month. We'll see if this affects my subconscious at all.

Last night wasn't much good for sleeping, so the dreams I had included things from my actual environment, for example: at one point a character in the dream needed to find soem place to sack out with a computer, which turned into me rolling over and flipping my pillow to try to get more comfortable, which then became the character/me setting her laptop on one end of a couch and flopping down on her belly -- but before she could press play, the couch became a bus, and she had to move to let people sit, because the whole reason she needed to lay down with her computer (which wasn't always a laptop) was because she was doing a full virtual immersion, which I guess the bus was part of?

She was surprised to find herself on one of the main streets downtown in my city (except with more brick and shadows and not enough people or detail, but that's what you get when your virtual image of Earth is being produced by aliens who only know it from telepathic contact with humans).

The aliens were a mix from all over. I know I saw a Ferengi an a few other Trek species -- I think I at least heard the word "Talaxian", but things were mostly a mix of Farscape and Stargate. I had the impression throughout that the humans I was watching were from SGU -- but I've never watched it. Do they have any technically proficient, rash, xenophile blonde women on that show?

The most interesting bits were the ones with McKay and Sheppard. (I remember thinking something like 'Oh, that's why it looks familiar, they must have filmed these scenes here. Damn, Flanigan and Hewlett in an episode of SGU, filmed right here, and I missed it!' XD) They were from a different reality than the ones we're used to, which had soemthing to do with how the alien/Ancient tech that was allowing the blonde chick to enter this virtual reality worked.

John with cyberpunk black-frame glasses that had extra bits down his cheeks was... not a bad look for him, actually. McKay was terrified of something, trying to warn her, and Sheppard was armed to the teeth and had that tense look that equals fear with him, so I'm kind of glad that I half-woke again and had the whole thing go off in a different direction when I sunk back to sleep, because I don't actually like being scared.

Y'know, when I see on dGeek's Twitter "Two episodes Feels like I'm back in Cube", I get a little concerned. I've seen Cube. It's about a mostly-lethal, almost totally inescapable prison. (That dGeek's character helped build! And does not survive!)

I'm hoping he's talking about the decorations or the lighting or the grueling filming schedule or something. >_>

In other news ("news", ha) ( I had a series of interrupted freaky dreams last night )

Unrelatedly, it would be possible to rewrite at least the beginning of Powers That Be with John Sheppard as the lead. Hm.

...It occurs to me that enthusiastically bopping along to Eat the Rich while eating soup is maybe a little odd. I can't help it! I wants redcaps! >:D I wants a gutsy Nocker singing this as karaoke at a bar frequented by a leather-and-spikes gang of Redcaps! >XD

Followed by Get a Grip, because, duh.

Edit: And let's add KISS's Silver Spoon to this guy's personal soundtrack. Fun stuff considering the only thing I know he built was a prom dress for his baby sister - made of duct tape, primarily.

...Someone should talk me out of writing previousincarnation!fic (set in either the 30s or the 70s) with small town good girl (Iceman)Luisa and (Northstar)Martin Saint-John, the beautiful drifter she scandalizes the town by falling for, since he is *GASP* black. They should talk me out of this because it would be very sappy, and also because I'm not really great with either of these time periods.

...I want Temeraire fic. :( I'd like young Laurence running away to sea, or Granby-pov of Laurence's arrival through to heart-felt apology. Slash not being the preference. Does it exist?

...All the "oh noes Blair got hurt! D:" fic is starting to make me itch to write a counter-fic, since Jim gets smashed up way way more often. Post-"dangling under a train", perhaps, or post-"kidnapped and drugged by evil CIA agents", maybe. B| I begin to suspect that hurt/comfort is unavoidable, and furthermore that in justifiable cases is good. Must test theory somehow.

...I want an icon of X with his arms spread and a quote from the song "Speak" from Operation:MindCrime superimposed on it. >:} DOCTOR X.
(Maybe a series of Zero-as-Nikki icons is in order? I don't have the art to do this; I checked.)

...The other day as I was walking into a building on campus, I took my hair down because I was getting a slight headache. I was aware that there were two girls behind me, because I remember using their chattering to judge whether they were too close for me to take my hair down.
Me: *undoes hair*
Girl 1: WOW.
Girl 2: Double you. Oh. Double you.
Me: *ego is stroked*
:D Thought I'd share. ;3

...After a night of showing sinfonica Andromeda stuffs, my dream involved Kevin Sorbo as one of a flock "secret agents" versus LEX LUTHOR!! :O Who had genengineered slugs to have legs. At one point, I was a monkey.

\o/