I had the oddest dream last night …
In this dream —
… And, yes, I am writing in the present tense (and thoroughly abusing punctuation in the process!) because I cannot for the life of me remember if I should be using dreamed, the past tense, or dreamt, the past participle …
— Ahem. In this dream, I was working on a presentation for school (Why? I graduated from college in 2003!) with one of the hunters in my guild and a prominent warlock blogger who I’m too embarrassed to name. >.>
I think the presentation was about airplanes, because I very vaguely remember cutting pictures of jets out of military magazines and gluing them to poster board.
Um, yes. Anyway. At one point, the warlock blogger — still not naming names! — volunteered to create a title page for our presentation, which she meticulously shaped out of pink and yellow cardboard daisies.
I was far too nice to say anything, even in my dream, but I remember being absolutely mortified.
You’re a warlock.
These are daisies.
What exactly is wrong with you?!
… and then I woke up.