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20 February 2005 @ 12:37 pm
*nap*  
I dreamed that I'd missed the bus and was bicycling miles and miles along mountain roads, in the winter rain, holding a carrot, a pencil, and an enormous, heavy, unwieldy copy of the Riverside Shakespeare--with a frickin dust jacket. As I pedalled alongside the traffic, uphill, I thought, "Oh well, at least I'm getting exercise..."

...and then I woke up, sluglike and bedheaded on my couch, looked around, and went, "Crap."
 
 
 
Cesperanzacesperanza on February 20th, 2005 10:13 pm (UTC)
Paging Dr. Freud??
bicycling miles and miles along mountain roads, in the winter rain, holding a carrot, a pencil, and an enormous, heavy, unwieldy copy of the Riverside Shakespeare

Sorry, is it not clear to anybody else except me that your subconscious wants to write fanfic? Has there ever been a better DESCRIPTION of what it is to write fanfic???
Anna S.eliade on February 20th, 2005 10:37 pm (UTC)
Re: Paging Dr. Freud??
Heh. *g* Fanfic based on Shakespeare, do you think?
Anna S.: city_lightningeliade on February 20th, 2005 10:37 pm (UTC)
Re: Paging Dr. Freud??
Also, you're right--carrot, book, pencil, bicycling uphill. Whoa.
Cesperanzacesperanza on February 21st, 2005 12:04 am (UTC)
Re: Paging Dr. Freud??
Right, more this--phallic object, writing implement, literary history. Slash away!