Dreamy
April 10, 2008 | Uncategorized, TV/movie addiction
Last night, in between feedings and sometime after the 11pm-1am fussfest, I had some vivid and whacked dreams.
The best one from last night involved Desmond being in the bottom three of American Idol. Naturally, being in the bottom three wasn’t what Desmond wanted.
I don’t remember the specifics, but I do remember thinking in the dream “oh, Eris will be so disappointed!”
She luvs herself some Desmond, as I recall from my horned up Lost sex camp post of yesteryear. Ah yes.
And sorry, Britt, no room on the island for you and your unrequited love for Mr. Fox. He’s MINE ALL MINE.
Posted by Mrs. Squirrel @ 8:19 pm
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April 10th, 2008 at 10:03 pm, Frema Says:
Oh, Desmond, how I love thee!
April 11th, 2008 at 1:18 am, Rhi Says:
Here is where I admit I’ve NEVER seen one episode of Lost. Ever. Maybe I should get it from Netflix?
April 11th, 2008 at 11:52 am, AB Says:
Yes, there are some fine, fine gentlemen on “Lost”, but Desmond’s hair and that killer accent gets me every time. Every. Time.
April 11th, 2008 at 12:42 pm, Sallyacious Says:
Last night I dreamed that Sydney Pollack adjusted my back. When I told my husband about it this morning, he said, “Why?” and I said, “Because it was out of alignment.” Which is true, but doesn’t even begin to explain why Sydney Pollack was acting as my personal chiropractor.
April 11th, 2008 at 6:05 pm, Britt Says:
Mean.
That’s all I can say to that.
April 12th, 2008 at 9:53 am, Eris Says:
It is hilarious that you thought of me, and my love for Desmond, in the dream. He is so dreamy. I am a tad dissapointed that he was on idol, I mean, he has way better taste than that right? He is more of an amazing race kind of guy as far as I am concerned.
Sigh