I had the strangest dream last night. Buffy and Spike and I were going back to high school. We were all giggly, and happy about it, and very shiny. Also we had large quantities of cheese in our pockets. We went into the high school and upstairs, and started to set ourselves up in an empty classroom. There was another classroom across the hall full of real students, and we could see them through the open doors. I think we were trying to 'lure' them out somehow, apparently with all our shininess and cheese. Spike apparently had a ugly brown suitcase in his backpack, and Buffy and I had to keep convincing him not to get it out or else he would ruin everything. I wondered if I should iron a slice of cheese onto the pack of his jeans like a levis label. Then I woke up.
Analyze that, lol. No more southwestern egg rolls before bedtime!!!
Current Mood: amused
Current Music: "Small town boy" Bronski Beat