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[dreamer_easy]

I dreamed that I was in a hotel room with David Tennant as Casanova. Being married, I couldn't so much as take off my top; so instead we discussed the new series of Doctor Who and how it affected the books, audios, etc.

This is not the first time a potentially interesting dream has sequed into nonsense due to my apparent inability to commit even imaginary adultery. *sigh*

Comments

[omarius.livejournal.com]

Sounds like time to take up lucid dreaming!

[drhoz.livejournal.com]

*laughs* ask Purrdence about her Tennant dreamings. Apparently no problems there - I find it very amusing, altho I do fear for my health if he through some bizarre chance, ever DOES appear in our bedroom :)

[misscam.livejournal.com]

Being uattached, I have no such woes. But then again, I seem to dream about Donald Bloody Trump instead. Argh.

[damned-colonial.livejournal.com]

I dreamed that I had Ioan Gruffudd naked and at my beck and call. So I sat him down on the sofa, put on Hornblower, and asked him a bunch of questions about the production, how he played the role, stuff like that. *sigh*

[judiang.livejournal.com]

I know the feeling. The one time I dreamed about PaulDoc, he DIED at the end. How's that for repression.

[infinitarian.livejournal.com]

God, that happens to me all the time. Naked women throw themselves at me in my dreams, and I always make excuses to go and be somewhere else, for I am promised to another. Who, for some frustrating reason, I almost never dream about in that way. I'm always kicking myself once I wake up.