valadilenne: (Alice: tea party table)
I've stopped having wild and crazy dreams since coming to law school, and it's only now that I'm on break that they have rematerialized.

This morning I dreamed that I won a chance to be some kind of cast member at Disneyland (already this is completely impossible). I was dressed up, my hair was chopped off and put into a 1920s curl set, and I was to sit at a table of park guests who were having dinner in Orleans Square, I guess, and pretend to be a dead girl who used to live in the house and talk to everyone like I didn't realize I was dead. So it was kind of Southern Gothic Haunted Mansion or something.

And I had to fill out allllll this paperwork with a weird pen (you had to stick a dollar coin into the end of it and roll it along like an X-Acto knife to write). One of the papers that I found in the stack was a personality evaluation that the supervisor was going to fill out, and it had things like a sliding scale of whether or not I showed enough "childlike innocence" or if my betrayed too much "dark knowledge."

Oh, but then real cast members kept showing up dressed like they were going to have their weekly Quidditch practice right there at the park, and everyone acted like that was expected.

So that was weird. But that was after the dream I had where the people from NCIS and I went noodling (that is, covering our arms in pureed chum and waiting for a catfish to try to swallow us before wrestling them out of the water) and then we jacked the boat waaaaay up above the water and threw things at alligators down below.

I STILL HAVE AN IMAGINATION YOU GUYS

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