InsaneJournal

so leave your taxi waiting...

The last three nights I've been occupied by a most hot weird dream. It goes like this:

Some of you might know that I'm trying to move to Canada next year for at least three months, possibly a whole year. If I manage it somehow. Some of you might know that Supernatural is filmed in Vancouver, if I'm not mistaken (?).

Of course my brain makes the connection in my sleep. Dreams ensue. Apparently I'm doing au-pair work for some family with a 6yo daughter. I take said nameless daughter out one day (a café one night, aquarium the other - comes down to what RPS story I'd just read). Nameless daughter runs off all of a sudden, squeeing madly - as I follow her with my eyes (apparently I hadn't drunk my coffee yet, as my reactions were SLOOOOW) I see her clinging to Jensen Ackles.

Right, brain. Riiiiight.

I do my bestest to de-cling nameless daughter from Jensen Ackles, apologising profusely to him and chiding her for running at a stranger who probably doesn't want to be disturbed by a random kid running up to him. "But it's Dean!" nameless daughter says. "I'm so sorry, Mr. Ackles," I say to him, then look to nameless daughter, "this young lady doesn't quite know how to behave yet," when I throw a glare at her. (Also, because I'm nervous as all hell, German accent really shows. HATE HATE HATE for you, German accent. Why don't you go away in my dreams, at the very least???)

"You know my name?" JA says, and I cock my eyebrow at him. "Of course I do. I haven't been in Canada for long, but we do get Supernatural in Germany." (Yes, yes, I know I know, lame.)

Then it gets kinda fuzzy. I only know we joke around for a second about how the 6yo I'm caring for watches Supernatural, which she clearly is too young for, but whatever. At that point nameless daughter has vanished from the dream, and it's only JA and me drinking coffee, then him asking me to his place because it's nice talking to me and all. I cock my eyebrow at him again, saying I'm not that easy to get.

After which he asks for my number. In fast-forward we go on dates (! Me, who is completely opposed to this pretentious dating thing? Cynical me? DATING?), and it's nice and I'm being my usual cynical, half-shy half-confident self (no pretentiousness involved anywhere! We're just completely at ease with one another. Ahahaha, cliché much?) and after the what, fifth or so we finally end up at his place having the most awesome sex of my life. I'll spare you the details of that one. ;)

And we live happily ever after, nameless daughter being in heaven because she gets a chance at getting to know JA personally.

o.O WTF BRAIN, WTF.


I wish my brain would focus on reality for once. I'm not complaining about the dream, but, y'know, some RL action wouldn't come amiss...

ALSO, the DVD of the third season of due South just arrived at my flat. HAPPINESS. HEAVEN. *goes to watch*