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My most recent dream - Ldy, the lemony, ligerish ducttaparian's Magic Treehouse of Lost Thoughts
A classy broad's life... with footnotes.
My most recent dream
I was flying aboard a small plane, four seats across (I'm guessing it was an MD-80). I sat in the leftmost window seat, about a third of the way down. Suddenly, the pilot came over the loudspeaker "hold on!" We held on. I looked out the window and saw a red parked car. I wasn't afraid, merely surprised. We were landing on a highway or a street.

There had been some mechanical trouble. I think that it wasn't actually having trouble, but had such potential for this problem to occur that the pilot thought that landing on a highway in North Carolina was preferable to continuing the flight.

We went to another plane.

This new plane was HUGE. It was like a large, clean cafeteria. There were at least five seats across the middle aisle. I sat in the middle aisle, near the back, by two nice gentlemen. We talked about things; I don't remember what. But they seemed to have a good sense of humour.

There was another set of seats behind me, then a door of some sort. At least, I assume it was a door-- people went in the sides and weren't seen again.

I saw Larry C. Old friend of xso's (both of whom I might see tomorrow, strangely enough) who suddenly quit drinking and became born again. I gave him a big hug. He went through the door. And then I think my very first boyfriend sat behind me. We just looked at each other, nonplussed. I think he was wearing a boxing robe and gloves.

At some point, the two gentlemen next to me moved one seat over. Our particular row wasn't filling up.

I was brought some tea. Somehow, I had missed the first tea that had come around while people were boarding. A cold cup of water sat before me on a table of some sort. I drank the new one. It was very good. I sat back and relaxed.

Oh, and then I learned how to make a million dollars from selling mats on infomercials. We'll talk about that another time.

Tea's done; time to get things accomplished.

I'm feeling all kinds of: tea and work
What I hear: radiators heating

5 tall tales or Tell me a story
corto From: corto Date: December 4th, 2003 10:22 am (UTC) (permalink)
k... i failed to read your "subject" line and was aghast (sp?) at the story...

price From: price Date: December 4th, 2003 10:31 am (UTC) (permalink)
The oddest part is, knowing ldy, this story (at least for the first few paragraphs) is completely plausible.
cypher From: cypher Date: December 4th, 2003 11:31 am (UTC) (permalink)
I'm bored...

Go fill out my info post...


jeep_guy From: jeep_guy Date: December 4th, 2003 11:37 am (UTC) (permalink)
You're FUCKED!!!

Cute and funny and hyper intelligent but FUCKED!!!!
gooroo From: gooroo Date: December 4th, 2003 01:43 pm (UTC) (permalink)
Dang. I didn't see the subject line either. Without that, this woulda been a hell of a story.
5 tall tales or Tell me a story