I had an epic dream today, and I figure I'd share, since a lot of you are
Star Trek fans.
(I am totally going to use this smiley throughout the entire post.)
I had just woken up from a huge nap, and during the nap I dreamt that D (my boyfriend) was Mr. Spock. He was still D, and looked like D...but he was also Spock. He had the Vulcan eyebrows and Vulcan ears, but he still had D's gorgeous fluffy hair!
We were at my parent's house, and my two brothers and mum were in my bedroom--only in the dream it was a den. They were all playing MarioKart 64, and my mum was kicking their asses. This is something that would never happen IRL, but yay for dreams.
Then suddenly all of us (brothers, mum, D/Spock, and myself) decided to go to DSpock's home planet. Which I remembered, in the dream, was called Vulcan. [I've never watched a single
Star Trek episode, I've only seen the most recent film, heh, so I'm kind of proud of myself that I remembered the name of the planet.]
On Vulcan, they had these huge, Zeal-like floating islands, which (of course) I was excited about. "OMG it's like Zeal!"
Well unfortunately, they had the same fate as Zeal.
You see, the Russians wanted to take over Vulcan, so they had flown to the planet and were negotiating with the Vulcan...leader. They decided to settle this on the tennis court. If the Vulcan leader-person won, the Russians would have to leave. If Putin won, well goodbye Vulcan and hello New Russia!
So they started playing, and the Vulcan kicked Putin's ass.
But unfortunately, Saddam Hussein was there and wanted to cause mischief. So he had Iraqi bombers start bombing VulcanZeal!
My family and DSpock escaped (on these nifty elevators), but alas...VulcanZeal was no more.
On the surface, the Vulcan government (what was left of it), wanted to kidnap us, so they somehow knocked out everyone else.
They couldn't knock me out for some reason (you inept Vulcans, you!
), and I was completely oblivious regarding their attempts. So what they did is put some drugs into a chocolate chip cookie and laid it on a table for me to find. I walked by and said "Oooh, cookie!" I ate it and fell unconscious. : /
I woke up in this weird, dark basement with my family and DSpock, and these Vulcans came into the room and told us to come with them.
We were lead to this office where a man told us of a prophecy from thousands of years ago, and they thought that DSpock was going to be the one to fulfill it. Apparently there were these ancient scripts saying that the ancient Vulcans used to chant "[Insert weird ancient Vulcan words] [insert my boyfriend's full name] [insert weird ancient Vulcan words]." as a sort of prayer.
We got back to the surface and DSpock turned to me and said "I think I'm falling in love with you..."
To which I said "Aren't you supposed to be all rational and shit? We've only been dating for a month and a half!" XD
And then I woke up.
I called D immediately afterward and told him. He's a Trekkie and was super thrilled to learn that he was Spock. Apparently he wanted to be Spock as a kid.
A while later, I was online and told Lord J about the dream.
[J's screenname] (11:06:03 PM): You know, you've lived the Trekkie dream: Mr. Spock fell in love with you.
[J's screenname] (11:06:16 PM): He caused so many crushes back in the '60s and '70s.
CieldesPapillons (11:06:30 PM): Oh, but that terrible haircut!
CieldesPapillons (11:06:36 PM): At least D kept his nice fluffy hair!
[J's screenname] (11:08:05 PM): Yeah...that was a pretty epic dream.
[J's screenname] (11:08:24 PM): Come on, it had everything. Putin, Saddam Hussein, Spock, flying islands, tennis, poisoned cookies, love...
And there you have it!
I love my dreams.