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[tootsiemuppet.livejournal.com]

Third consecutive post, but I can't help it.

I had my first Jeeves and Wooster dream!!! Well, actually it would be bore acurate to say "I had my first Wooster dream!!!"

I didn't really figure into it myself, but Bertie and some unidentified boyhood chum were talking about the theater in Bertie's flat. There was a whole bit where they wanted to go see Shakespeare (O.o Bertie?), but for some reason or other that was impossible. They were quite put out about it and were trying to find a way to go see it anyway.
Right before I woke up the boyhood c. suggested they go see a different play that was on at the palace and was written by Shakespeare's distant cousin or something. They mentioned the title but I've forgotten it. Something with bananas. Sounded silly anyway.

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[anima-mecanique.livejournal.com]

I find it really cute that you weren't even in your own dream.

Hey, Bertie seemed to like Shakespeare. When he could remember who he was. ^_~

[tootsiemuppet.livejournal.com]

I'm actually omitted from my own dreams a lot. I'm in it, but more like a spectator most of the time. Like someone watching a movie, or a third-wheel kind of friend. *G*

Ah, but liking him and going "I need to see Shakespeare now!!!11!" is quite a big difference. *L*

[tootsiemuppet.livejournal.com]

Third wheel? Well, maybe on a bicycle. FIFTH wheel.

It's early. You'll have to excuse my stupidity.

[anima-mecanique.livejournal.com]

Hmm...that happens to me sometimes, but usually I'm watching the dream as me while simultaneously participating in it as someone other than me. It's really sort of weird.

Hm, perhaps he was trying to impress Jeeves ^_~

[tootsiemuppet.livejournal.com]

It's all or nothing in my dreams. Either I'm the heroine who has to save everybody else from certain doom, or I'm not in them at all. Heh.

Aw, that'd be sweet, Bertie going to see old Shakey just for Jeeves.