I told Dad what I did, and he congratulated me. XD It's good to have a smartass as a parent. I'm not particularly fond of his conservative-ness, but it's fun to be raised as a smartass. As he says, "Better a smartass than a dumbass."
I had a dream that I went to some beach town to watch a show. Some guy with big eyebrows, a big nose, and wearing a tophat and trenchcoat kept following me around and spouting off random deep comments at me. We went into a hotel to stay (apparently, I didn't have any trouble getting a room with no money for a total stranger and myself) and heckled the old ladies sitting around the lobby watching soap operas.
Toward the middle of the dream, I discovered I could make people glow by snapping my fingers at them. Hooray for totally useless powers! I also nicknamed myself--what else--Glow Girl. The guy with the big nose and thick eyebrows thought it was the coolest thing ever and asked me to come shoot a horror movie. But the set was REALLY haunted or something, and I got scared, so I booked it and hid in a restaurant with a guy with blond cowlick. He was friends with the guy with the big nose and called him up to come pick me up. We avoided the horror-movie set and went back to our hotel. He started being alternately Deep And Eccentric, then Fluffy and Romantic. For some reason, dream-me liked it. D: Real-me would have preferred if he'd stayed Deep And Eccentric the entire time. Because that's cooler than the kinds of lines he was chattering on about, like, "If I loved you, I would kiss you right now," and then demonstrating it. I'm not sure what my whole aversion to romance is, but at any rate, he was cooler when he was deep and
I suppose it wouldn't be so bad, though.
I remember that it was also Halloween and I was dressed up as a sexy nun in light blue. O____o Leiko + Sexy = Not Sexy. omgwtfbbq. Why was I wearing that instead of a floor-length black cloak with a hood? I think it's fun to wander around silently on Halloween scaring small children with your mere presence.


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