Antenna (antennapedia) wrote,

Dreams are getting weird

Last night's dreams? Giles and Faith. And a war waged with P51 Mustangs and Sherman tanks. In the middle of which there was a digression to Cambridge, England, and a group of Lewis Carroll-inspired civic statuary. To which Giles said, very mildly, "I'm dreadfully sorry, but wasn't he a don at Oxford?" And Faith gave him this look.

And now I pretty much have to do laundry or else.

Am mildly stuck in the forest temple. I think I need to improve my bomb-throwing skills to move on. Sigh.
Tags: life

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