Fan Dream 1:
I made an entry in lj on something. (No. I'm serious. I dream about entering an entry in lj.) I didn't get comments by email. And then I went and it turned into a flame war. A terrible one with strikeouts, capslocks, and random italics. Random. Italics.
The worst part of this experience is: I really want to know what the flame war was about and now I never will! Because it doesn't exist. That bothers me.
Fan Dream 2:
This is totally svmadelyn's fault. She was telling me about Dexter and she was (because she knows me) explaining him in terms characters on SGA, which is how I relate to reality now (it's very healthy. Really). We went to a deeply creepy place involving juice and mulling thoughts of Sheppard/Dexter (...okay, fine, judge. Go right ahead and judge). So there was this dream and I'm pretty sure there was this thing where you become immortal by trying not to be killed by Chaya. And there was croquet and death. A lot of death. But oddly not on-screen death, and I rewound it twice to make sure that yes, there wasn't, but I was fairly convinced throughout that they were all being stalked by a serial killer. Er. During the croquet and the battle for immortality.
This is my Friday morning.