I once had a dream where I was on a field trip or some sort of study abroad thing, and our sponsor was Mark Sheppard. In Crowley's costume, but still clearly Mark. I can't even remember what we talked about, just that he was there. And then there was the dream where I went to the beach with Jensen and Danneel, but when I went in this building to change into my swimsuit, I ran into some old friends and spent a long time sitting around inside talking with them, and when I came out Jensen was ready to leave. GO FIGURE. Or the one where I was at some snazzy hotel for a wedding and wandering around looking for the wedding party, and Richard was walking behind me talking about classical mythology with my best friend G. I think Rob might have been there, too, but I never turned around and looked at them, just heard their voices.
The weirdest ones, though, were two different ones where Nathan Fillion showed up for no apparent reason. As himself. In one he randomly sat down with "us" (whoever I was with--nobody I actually know) in a cafeteria at my alma mater where I almost never ate IRL, and in another he was apparently one of my grad school friends, and we were in the Writing Center dealing with SPN-ish weirdness. I hadn't even watched any of his shows at the time!
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Date: 2016-03-08 01:03 am (UTC)And then there was the dream where I went to the beach with Jensen and Danneel, but when I went in this building to change into my swimsuit, I ran into some old friends and spent a long time sitting around inside talking with them, and when I came out Jensen was ready to leave. GO FIGURE. Or the one where I was at some snazzy hotel for a wedding and wandering around looking for the wedding party, and Richard was walking behind me talking about classical mythology with my best friend G. I think Rob might have been there, too, but I never turned around and looked at them, just heard their voices.
The weirdest ones, though, were two different ones where Nathan Fillion showed up for no apparent reason. As himself. In one he randomly sat down with "us" (whoever I was with--nobody I actually know) in a cafeteria at my alma mater where I almost never ate IRL, and in another he was apparently one of my grad school friends, and we were in the Writing Center dealing with SPN-ish weirdness. I hadn't even watched any of his shows at the time!