Why my friend's husband says I should never tell people my dreams.

[mrissa]

You know those nights when you dream you're Mac from Veronica Mars and you have to hack a bunch of amusement park rides' control systems while riding them in order to keep evil stage magicians from killing everybody, and you wake up exhausted and convinced that it was your brain's way of dealing with the vertigo sensations?

No?

Never mind, then.

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[ckd]

Nobody was throwing little pickles at you, were they?

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

Nor, sad to say, could my clothes be described as "sort of sun-god robes." Alas.

[dd-b.livejournal.com]

Lydy and I have recently watched the first two episodes of VM again (DVD), and I'm reminded that despite their various goodness, they have *no Mac*.

[mrissa.livejournal.com]

And just think: I liked the show enough to start watching it anyway.

Well. Weevil and Keith -- consecutive, not concurrent -- will go a long way.

[flewellyn.livejournal.com]

I haven't had that particular dream, but many of mine are weirder.

And I do love me some VernMern.