… and suddenly, Karl Urban
Mar. 13th, 2011 07:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jlhSo I'm not in love with DST because I hate waking up in the dark, and I'm really not in love with DST because we spend more goddamned time in it than we do standard time and I find this ridiculous. I'm also a little sad that with the demise of my ancient clock radio I actually have no clocks to change.
Anyway I just woke up from this dream that I'm calling "… and suddenly, Karl Urban."
The dream mostly sucked and was about traveling for work as though I was still working full time at my old job and ugh, and William H Macy was my boss for unknown reasons and I came home and my "roommates" (in the dream; in real life I have one roommate and she's awesome) had eaten all my food and we had a roommate meeting in which they said that they wanted to be able to not pay rent for the time they weren't there—like, if they went away for a week they wanted to not pay rent for that week and I was like, that makes no sense and also I am really hungry because you ate all my food and my actual roommate was like wtf these people are crazy.
When I stood up from the table we were having a party but I was still sad/grouchy and in my flying work clothes and I had some wine and suddenly, Karl Urban was standing next to me in some shirt covered with buckles that John Taylor might have worn in 1982 that Karl had done up wrong, I think, and his hipbone was showing, which isn't the worst thing in the world. He was saying something absurd to try to make me laugh, which worked, and then I said, "Do you store up these absurd sayings in those little cheeks of yours like a crazed chipmunk? 'I've never made out with a girl in the corner of a library with a lima bean on my head!' What the hell, Karl." And everyone laughed and he sort of blushed, and then he put me into a headlock, and then I woke up.
And that is my story of "… and suddenly, Karl Urban."
In other news, because I'm sure you were all waiting for the follow up, I went with the black boots, and am getting red socks soon. My aforementioned roommate is getting the green ones and I already have purple snow boots.
Anyway I just woke up from this dream that I'm calling "… and suddenly, Karl Urban."
The dream mostly sucked and was about traveling for work as though I was still working full time at my old job and ugh, and William H Macy was my boss for unknown reasons and I came home and my "roommates" (in the dream; in real life I have one roommate and she's awesome) had eaten all my food and we had a roommate meeting in which they said that they wanted to be able to not pay rent for the time they weren't there—like, if they went away for a week they wanted to not pay rent for that week and I was like, that makes no sense and also I am really hungry because you ate all my food and my actual roommate was like wtf these people are crazy.
When I stood up from the table we were having a party but I was still sad/grouchy and in my flying work clothes and I had some wine and suddenly, Karl Urban was standing next to me in some shirt covered with buckles that John Taylor might have worn in 1982 that Karl had done up wrong, I think, and his hipbone was showing, which isn't the worst thing in the world. He was saying something absurd to try to make me laugh, which worked, and then I said, "Do you store up these absurd sayings in those little cheeks of yours like a crazed chipmunk? 'I've never made out with a girl in the corner of a library with a lima bean on my head!' What the hell, Karl." And everyone laughed and he sort of blushed, and then he put me into a headlock, and then I woke up.
And that is my story of "… and suddenly, Karl Urban."
In other news, because I'm sure you were all waiting for the follow up, I went with the black boots, and am getting red socks soon. My aforementioned roommate is getting the green ones and I already have purple snow boots.
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Date: 2011-03-13 02:07 pm (UTC)Yay for the classic black/red combination!
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Date: 2011-03-13 02:35 pm (UTC)Karl was very cute! It's like, thanks, Karl, for making my dream not suck entirely.
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Date: 2011-03-13 08:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2011-03-14 03:28 am (UTC)