In Which I Dream In TV Episodes.
Jan. 15th, 2014 10:12 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dodger_sisterBeing sick has sparked a lot of hospital nightmares. As I sleep, I can tell how sick I feel and that sparks medical thoughts in my brain or something. I keep dreaming about having heart-attacks, because the albuterol is making my heart race. And one night I dreamed that K died of a heart-attack, but before that we had hooked up, and I woke up unsure which of those two things was more disturbing. So any dreams I have these days that aren’t nightmares should be celebrated.
I had this Community dream that was basically like an episode playing out in my brain. Troy was dating a librarian chick and Abed was being very stand-offish towards her and Troy got mad about it and was like, “She’s my girlfriend and you’re my best friend and you should get along.” So he made Abed and Librarian spend a whole day together so they could get to know each other. But the real reason Abed was avoiding her was because he was in love with her. He told Shirley, who was all, “Oh, Abed, honey, no,” and Abed was like, “I know. She’s Troy’s girlfriend. She doesn’t like me like that anyway.” But then Troy found out and he was like, “I’m sorry, buddy. Should I break up with her?” Abed was all, “No, no. I’ll get over it.” And then Troy said, “So what do we do now?” There was this long pause and then Troy went, “Wacky caper?” and Abed goes, “Wacky caper,” and then they hand-fist-slapped. Which, this is just basically two episodes of Friends smooshed together, in which Joey hates Chandler’s girlfriend so Chandler makes them spend the whole day together and another in which Chandler is being a dick to Joey’s girlfriend but it turns out it’s because he is in love with her - (said girlfriend was played by Paget Brewster, for the people playing along at home). Also, in the background of the dream, Pierce had invented something and he kept randomly going up to people and doing an infomercial spiel at them, trying to get investors, and randomly Jeff would just yell at Pierce, “Not gonna happen, Pierce!” Yeah, my dream had a B Plot.
My other dream was an OZ dream, in which I was Alvarez’s girlfriend and we had special visits, where they would turn the visitation room into an Italian restaurant for all the visitors and you could have a whole date night followed by sexy times - (though that never actually happened in the dream). I had a few nice dates with him and then I showed up for one and he had sent O’Reily instead. And I was like, “Okay, we can have a nice dinner, but that’s all your getting from me. And then you can tell Alvarez that if he thinks he’s pulling some bullshit where he spares me because I deserve better, that he can go fuck himself. He’s not getting rid of me that easily.” I did end up having a nice dinner with O’Reily, but I was very nervous ‘watching’ my own dream that I might cheat on Alvarez. Anyways, then the dream leapt forward three years somehow and I hadn’t seen Alvarez all that time because he was being all, “No, you should go have a nice life,” and I showed up at the prison on his release day and there were all these people waiting outside because it was some kind of mass-release thing and I was like,. “Well, he won’t expect me to be here. He probably thinks I went off and got married and made babies or some bullshit. But now finally we can see each other again.” And then the over-head light came on signaling the doors were opening and I was so, so happy that I was about to see him again.
And then I woke up. My fucking brain. I also spent the entire dream repeating a mantra in my head that his name is ‘Alvarez’, not ‘Kirk Acevedo’ and not ‘Joe Toye.’ I had to keep reminding myself because it’s been years since that actor was solely ‘Alvarez’ to me. (Used to drive my friends nuts when we discovered Band of Brothers because it took me months to refer to him as Joe Toye when talking about him and they were like, “His name isn’t Alvarez!” and I was all, “He will always be Alvarez to me!”)
Anyways, those were my dreams. Someday I should tell you all about the one where Stiles and I got together with the help of a serial killer.
I had this Community dream that was basically like an episode playing out in my brain. Troy was dating a librarian chick and Abed was being very stand-offish towards her and Troy got mad about it and was like, “She’s my girlfriend and you’re my best friend and you should get along.” So he made Abed and Librarian spend a whole day together so they could get to know each other. But the real reason Abed was avoiding her was because he was in love with her. He told Shirley, who was all, “Oh, Abed, honey, no,” and Abed was like, “I know. She’s Troy’s girlfriend. She doesn’t like me like that anyway.” But then Troy found out and he was like, “I’m sorry, buddy. Should I break up with her?” Abed was all, “No, no. I’ll get over it.” And then Troy said, “So what do we do now?” There was this long pause and then Troy went, “Wacky caper?” and Abed goes, “Wacky caper,” and then they hand-fist-slapped. Which, this is just basically two episodes of Friends smooshed together, in which Joey hates Chandler’s girlfriend so Chandler makes them spend the whole day together and another in which Chandler is being a dick to Joey’s girlfriend but it turns out it’s because he is in love with her - (said girlfriend was played by Paget Brewster, for the people playing along at home). Also, in the background of the dream, Pierce had invented something and he kept randomly going up to people and doing an infomercial spiel at them, trying to get investors, and randomly Jeff would just yell at Pierce, “Not gonna happen, Pierce!” Yeah, my dream had a B Plot.
My other dream was an OZ dream, in which I was Alvarez’s girlfriend and we had special visits, where they would turn the visitation room into an Italian restaurant for all the visitors and you could have a whole date night followed by sexy times - (though that never actually happened in the dream). I had a few nice dates with him and then I showed up for one and he had sent O’Reily instead. And I was like, “Okay, we can have a nice dinner, but that’s all your getting from me. And then you can tell Alvarez that if he thinks he’s pulling some bullshit where he spares me because I deserve better, that he can go fuck himself. He’s not getting rid of me that easily.” I did end up having a nice dinner with O’Reily, but I was very nervous ‘watching’ my own dream that I might cheat on Alvarez. Anyways, then the dream leapt forward three years somehow and I hadn’t seen Alvarez all that time because he was being all, “No, you should go have a nice life,” and I showed up at the prison on his release day and there were all these people waiting outside because it was some kind of mass-release thing and I was like,. “Well, he won’t expect me to be here. He probably thinks I went off and got married and made babies or some bullshit. But now finally we can see each other again.” And then the over-head light came on signaling the doors were opening and I was so, so happy that I was about to see him again.
And then I woke up. My fucking brain. I also spent the entire dream repeating a mantra in my head that his name is ‘Alvarez’, not ‘Kirk Acevedo’ and not ‘Joe Toye.’ I had to keep reminding myself because it’s been years since that actor was solely ‘Alvarez’ to me. (Used to drive my friends nuts when we discovered Band of Brothers because it took me months to refer to him as Joe Toye when talking about him and they were like, “His name isn’t Alvarez!” and I was all, “He will always be Alvarez to me!”)
Anyways, those were my dreams. Someday I should tell you all about the one where Stiles and I got together with the help of a serial killer.
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Date: 2014-02-03 11:50 pm (UTC)Yikes. That's a pretty awful thing to have to live with day to day, especially seeing the other guy's kids (and wife!) all the time. I would think it would be hard not to be angry about it - and all I have to go on is imagination.
Frat boys, sheesh! SO not the heroes of anyone's story - even their own!
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Date: 2014-02-09 08:50 pm (UTC)That's actually a good idea - I'll try that for sleeping. It seems to help to put my hand just under the waistband of my pants and then press my hand under my stomach and my arm against my side and just sort of support myself that way. So yeah, I'm just walking around with my hand down my pants all the time. (I literally look just like Joey from that Friends episode where he had the hernia and he kept sticking his hand down his pants). But my primary doctor finally gave me muscle relaxers! Just for one week, as it's bad for the liver, but it seems to be helping. I also really need to be going for more than one PT appt a week, but there currently isn't time for that. Maybe in March. ('March!' is my new battlecry).
Yikes. That's a pretty awful thing to have to live with day to day, especially seeing the other guy's kids (and wife!) all the time. I would think it would be hard not to be angry about it - and all I have to go on is imagination.
Yep. I've let it go now, but at the time it was a constant battle between wanting this dude to man up and commit already and wanting my mom to not be an idiot and get real about the situation. Mostly though, I just hated the way Mom would call him over to deal with us kids, as if he was our dad, when like his own kids were actually pretty well known party kids/drug dealers, and anyways, we had a dad of our own. It was all very bizarre and we just avoided the house whenever he was around. It's part of why my little brother came to work with me so much - my boss was a real champ about it.
Frat boys, sheesh! SO not the heroes of anyone's story - even their own
LOL Truth.
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Date: 2014-02-13 01:33 am (UTC)Oh, that would have pissed me off HUGELY. You're to be congratulated for your restraint in not screaming at one or both of them!
Yep. :D
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Date: 2014-02-19 09:14 pm (UTC)OMG, SO GOOD! I have been stuffing it under my side when I sleep, so it's like, the bed and then the pillow and then me, kind of sleeping half on my side/half on the pillow and it has helped SO much. It has taken the strain off my stomach muscles AND taken the strain off my hip and ribs. Since my rib got messed up, the pull on the space between my hip and my rib has been terrible. I spend five minutes every night trying to find a way to put my legs that doesn't spend all night having gravity pull my entire side down in a weird twist. With the pillow under there, it props all of that up and lessens the pull so much. It's amazing! It hasn't helped so much during the day, but it has made those nine hours of sleep time like an actual chance for my muscles to rest and that is fucking awesome. Thanks for the tip!
Oh, that would have pissed me off HUGELY. You're to be congratulated for your restraint in not screaming at one or both of them!
Yeah, not really restraint so much as terror. When I was a kid, if I defied my mom she would do things like refuse to brush my hair or put my shoes on me (things I needed help with because of the disability), so I learned early that standing up to her was never worth it. She had these passive aggressive ways of punishing us that were often worse than my dad just losing his shit and hitting us. (I know people always meet my mom and she is so nice and then they don't understand why I grumble about her so much!)
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Date: 2014-02-20 01:55 am (UTC)My god, that SUCKS. I think if I knew more about the backgrounds of some of my students, I'd probably be a parent killer. But kids are so good at hiding that kind of thing, as I'm sure you very well know. Still: RAGE. *hugs*
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Date: 2014-02-20 03:13 am (UTC)But kids are so good at hiding that kind of thing, as I'm sure you very well know.
What happens at home, stays at home. Sadly, I got good at recognizing the signs and that made my daycare work harder than it should have been some days. Thanks for the hugs though! <3
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Date: 2014-02-20 03:18 am (UTC)For you, an infinite supply of virtual hugs!
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Date: 2014-02-20 03:20 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2014-02-20 03:30 am (UTC)Do the cats sort of snuggle up to their sides, or drape over them, or what?
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Date: 2014-02-24 09:34 pm (UTC)Shut it!
Do the cats sort of snuggle up to their sides, or drape over them, or what?
Kirk uses it as an actual pillow, like lays down next to it and puts his head on it. (usually just the monkey cuz that's in his Mommy's bed). Pippin kneads them when he gets over-excited. He gets over stimulated really easily and for some reason kneading something seems to help, so actually he's been a lot less nervous since we've got the Pillow Pets, because we can just bring him one of those and he will knead it until he is tired out and then he'll lay down with it. Neither of my boys give a crap about the pillows - they're above such nonsense (but move Buddy's baby bert doll from its spot and watch all hell break loose!). Roo really doesn't care about stuffed animals at all - I've tried a few different ones but he never took to any.
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Date: 2014-02-25 01:37 am (UTC)I love your kitty stories. Keep 'em coming!