What's up in the blogger dream world?You think Dr. Zibbs is the only one to have freaky dreams?
I had my first blogger dream on Tuesday. Or maybe not. In the dream, I was being counseled not to fear the new administration. That the whole "Roland Burris Affair" isn't a sign of politics as usual.
Who was trying to convince me?
Gwen? Nope.
the iNDefatigable mjenks? – No Deal!
Ms. Florida Trasplant? – Your Getting Warmer!
Ms. Florida Trasplant's Dog; Therapy Dog? – YES!
That's right, a dog I've never met was trying to have a political discussion with me in my dreams.
Ms. Florida Transplant wasn't there.
It was just her dog.
I need help.
And I also need your questions for the big 100 Things About Me post. See the countdown in the corner? Send your questions to my gmail account.
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So far my only bloggy dream was one last week where I was trying to rewrite my bio and couldn't erase the old one. I was getting all pissed off at my computer. And then Skyler's Dad walked into the room. He told me it was going to be okay, gave me a friendly pat on the back and fixed it for me. Go Sky Dad!! I thought that was very sweet. Awwww. :-)
Sounds gay.
Phew, thankfully it was "No Deal" and not "New Deal".
There is definitely some sort of subconscious, possibly id-related theme going on there. I wouldn't question it. Just go with it.
I would like to think Therapy Dog is a Republican like myself.
I incorporate him into my dreams, too, but it's usually because I'm kicking him throughout the night as he creeps to my side of the bed.
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