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raloriaI just had the weirdest, wildest, scariest dream. It was VanCon related....and Misha was there!
I rarely remember my dreams, but I think I retained most of this one. Keep in mind that my dreams are pretty crazy. Things change and morph at will. And this dream is a doozy...it's epic!
Somehow the convention was not being held in Vancouver, but here in WA...at my old high school. I was there with my friend Amy, which is odd because we weren't as close in high school as we'd been in Grade or Middle School. Anyhoo, we've got our backpacks and we're standing in line (I think it was in the Gym). It's our turn and we walk up to this table with a backdrop behind it and there is Misha! Amy & I sit in the 2 chairs opposite him at the table and we all have this nice little chat. Misha was delightful, as always. :) Then it was autograph time. Amy had a picture for Misha to sign, which he did. Meanwhile, I'm looking through my bag and not finding a picture at all! Panic! All I had was a plain sheet of paper, which I regretfully placed before him to sign. Amy and I walked away and she was all happy while I was bemoaning the fact that I had Misha's signature on that lousy piece of paper. Truth was, I didn't have photos for the other guests either. Keep in mind on this day I somehow knew it wasn't Jensen & Jared's day to be there, but still I wanted the other guests to sign photos!
So I tell Amy I'm going to go home to pick up some photos. I get on this big, yellow school bus. The driver drove sooooo slow. I was never going to get there. Next thing I know we're inside a home improvement store like Lowe's....and I do mean inside....bus and all! We were driving inside the store, down the aisles! At the the end of one, this road construction guy directed us around and down the next aisle and we barely fit (gee, I wonder why? :P). Then we stopped because a gal on the bus needed a part for something. Gah! By this time, I'm going crazy. I'm told it won't take long, but of course it was taking an excruciatingly long time. They get the part and we drive to the check out area. Then they (driver, other passengers) get distracted by something else! I decide I'm outta there. I grab my backback from the trunk, which now suddenly looks like our car's trunk. There was some other weird things in there, but I ignore them and get my bag.
I'm then walking/running down streets in the area. Now my high school is in the next town/city to the south of us. I'm hurrying through the streets and I'm trying to find a bus that'll take me north, to home. Then I'm inside a big building with long, narrow hallways. I'm running through these hallways, trying to get to the main lobby to ask about a bus. But I'm running down these halls and it's insane how fast I am! Carts full of food get in my path and I leap over them like they're nothing! At one point a big wedding cake is wheeled down the hall and I leap over that as well! All the time, I know this is all taking too long, I'm missing things and I'm not even home yet!
I get to the lobby area, I ask at the desk about a bus heading north and I'm told there's only one and it's already left for the day! Gaaaaaah!!!!! I'm exhausted, yet not out of breath, which is amazing. I feel like beating my head with my hands in frustration when I recognize a woman who's daughter is friends with my one cousins, Mrs. H. She asks me what's wrong and I'm trying to figure out how to explain to her that I was at this convention for a TV show...when I wake up.
Holy smokes! What a nightmare! All I could think was how badly I needed to get home quickly to get those photos and how slow everything was, impeding my progress. It was awful. Meanwhile, I was missing things at the Con.
Of course, what was I doing last night before I went to bed? Gathering more info. for the VanCon trip. Heh. I guess I'm still freaking out over something going wrong before that weekend. Eeep.
I rarely remember my dreams, but I think I retained most of this one. Keep in mind that my dreams are pretty crazy. Things change and morph at will. And this dream is a doozy...it's epic!
Somehow the convention was not being held in Vancouver, but here in WA...at my old high school. I was there with my friend Amy, which is odd because we weren't as close in high school as we'd been in Grade or Middle School. Anyhoo, we've got our backpacks and we're standing in line (I think it was in the Gym). It's our turn and we walk up to this table with a backdrop behind it and there is Misha! Amy & I sit in the 2 chairs opposite him at the table and we all have this nice little chat. Misha was delightful, as always. :) Then it was autograph time. Amy had a picture for Misha to sign, which he did. Meanwhile, I'm looking through my bag and not finding a picture at all! Panic! All I had was a plain sheet of paper, which I regretfully placed before him to sign. Amy and I walked away and she was all happy while I was bemoaning the fact that I had Misha's signature on that lousy piece of paper. Truth was, I didn't have photos for the other guests either. Keep in mind on this day I somehow knew it wasn't Jensen & Jared's day to be there, but still I wanted the other guests to sign photos!
So I tell Amy I'm going to go home to pick up some photos. I get on this big, yellow school bus. The driver drove sooooo slow. I was never going to get there. Next thing I know we're inside a home improvement store like Lowe's....and I do mean inside....bus and all! We were driving inside the store, down the aisles! At the the end of one, this road construction guy directed us around and down the next aisle and we barely fit (gee, I wonder why? :P). Then we stopped because a gal on the bus needed a part for something. Gah! By this time, I'm going crazy. I'm told it won't take long, but of course it was taking an excruciatingly long time. They get the part and we drive to the check out area. Then they (driver, other passengers) get distracted by something else! I decide I'm outta there. I grab my backback from the trunk, which now suddenly looks like our car's trunk. There was some other weird things in there, but I ignore them and get my bag.
I'm then walking/running down streets in the area. Now my high school is in the next town/city to the south of us. I'm hurrying through the streets and I'm trying to find a bus that'll take me north, to home. Then I'm inside a big building with long, narrow hallways. I'm running through these hallways, trying to get to the main lobby to ask about a bus. But I'm running down these halls and it's insane how fast I am! Carts full of food get in my path and I leap over them like they're nothing! At one point a big wedding cake is wheeled down the hall and I leap over that as well! All the time, I know this is all taking too long, I'm missing things and I'm not even home yet!
I get to the lobby area, I ask at the desk about a bus heading north and I'm told there's only one and it's already left for the day! Gaaaaaah!!!!! I'm exhausted, yet not out of breath, which is amazing. I feel like beating my head with my hands in frustration when I recognize a woman who's daughter is friends with my one cousins, Mrs. H. She asks me what's wrong and I'm trying to figure out how to explain to her that I was at this convention for a TV show...when I wake up.
Holy smokes! What a nightmare! All I could think was how badly I needed to get home quickly to get those photos and how slow everything was, impeding my progress. It was awful. Meanwhile, I was missing things at the Con.
Of course, what was I doing last night before I went to bed? Gathering more info. for the VanCon trip. Heh. I guess I'm still freaking out over something going wrong before that weekend. Eeep.
