September 26th, 2008 (07:27 pm)
feel: confused
listen: muse - starlight
I think I had a Twilight related dream last night. Although there were other factors involved too. I don't remember how it started but here's what I recall.
Dream:
I was home in Bemidji getting ready for a John Mayer concert in Cass Lake. It was a last minute concert because John played the night before in a town close by (Pine River? Pennington? It was something with a "P") but it sold-out, so he added a second night in Cass Lake. I was picked up by John Schwartz and his native friend (can't remember his name, maybe Carl, but he was TALL). Apparently in my dream John was playing the Edward part, but it wasn't romantic because he had a pink, sparkly pager and was waiting for Kelly to page him when she went into labor. On our way to the concert we stopped at a bar and "Carl" was trying to persuade someone to let him borrow a motorcycle for a joy ride. Yeah, it was a dive biker bar. Then my alarm went off.
Analysis:
I'm thinking my role was Alice then? The other factors at play are that John and Kelly really are expecting a baby any day now, and I think the sparkly pager was because I watched Grey's Anatomy last night.
Speaking of Grey's:
I think I'm kind of over that show. I actually felt bored with the premiere last night. I miss their old show opening with "Cosy in the Rocket" it was cute, lighthearted, sexy and appealing. It reflected the nature of the show that first season. And the new opening with just the white background with Grey's and the music cue is soooooo boring. This show has lost it's fun spark, and is too much about medicine now (IMO). I don't like blood.
I wanted to yell at Meredith too, and smack that army surgeon (although it was nice to see Christina get some love), and I just about turned off the tv when Christina got impaled. It gave me flashbacks to my own icicle-hospital incident. In fourth grade, I was knocking down icicles with my brother. He knocked down a big one which crashed on my head and cut my lip and needed 2 or 3 stitches at the ER. Don't mess with icicles yo!
And the timing of Grey's has never been set to match real-life, but all the snow and ice made me a little depressed.