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[serene]

Dreamed last night that I went and found cute-poet-chick and wooed her back. (Also that I got a job writing (or being a barker, I hadn't decided) for the circus for $5000 a week, but that's not the part that made me not want to wake up.)

Watching MIB II with Munchkin The Younger and eating toffee that separated (because we didn't tend it closely enough) but still tastes yummy.

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[calebbullen.livejournal.com]

Writing for the circus?!?

How does that work?

I thought they pretty much wrote themselves. Except maybe the TV commercials those are always a little bit different every year. The rest of it isn't.

[serenejournal.livejournal.com]

Excuse me, but are you asking me to make rational sense of my dreams? Pft.

[calebbullen.livejournal.com]

Of course. don't your dreams have a certain internal logic to them? mine do.

[serenejournal.livejournal.com]

actually, one of the hallmarks of my dreams is that shit is happening that makes no sense to me, but in my dream it seems like it's supposed to be that way, and people around me find nothing wrong with it. I will be very surprised if the people in my dreams ever notice that I forgot to put clothes on.

[calebbullen.livejournal.com]

Huh. In my dreams all kinds of crazy stuff happens but in the dream it has it's own logic that is... logical. not realistic and not always logic that would hold up in the light of day but it still has it's own logic that in dreamtime makes perfect sense.

Clothes on? Hell, in my dreams it's rare for people to have clothes. At least noticeably. Sometimes I don't notice that anyone in particular is nude but I rarely notice that anyone is wearing clothes either.