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severity_softlyWow, I just woke from the most random dream, featuring bulldogs, Crazy as can be Prentiss, and slashy CM making out:
So, there was a toddler, probably around two or three, that was sleeping in this cardboard box. She told me I was her girlfriend (I was also a toddler at this point of the dream). She kept telling me her name was Two Cat, and that I was her Bulldog, and she wanted me to sleep in the box with her and be her Bulldog. So I did, because for some reason I thought she wasn't safe. Then the next day, I have to walk her to school, except the really poor neighborhood we'd been in sort of morphs into downtown Knoxville and I'm walking down Locust St. Suddenly Two Cat isn't with me, but I'm not worried, so I guess I got her to school.
The area where my therapist is has become this huge government plaza, which large domed courthouses and greenways. It's beautiful, and I suddenly see Emily Prentiss walking through it, looking drop dead gorgeous in a red pantsuit and big Jackie O sunglasses. I start to run up to her, but I can't catch her, and suddenly there are Storm Troopers running around the place. Not, like, being menacing, but like running around and pulling some crazy Benny Hill type antics. Suddenly, I'm chasing them around this courthouse, and they keep getting out of the authorities grasp (apparently, they were witnesses to whatever trial was happening), and I chase one down a greenway again, and he disappears, and I'm following Prentiss again.
Then were going back the other direction on Locust, and I'm calling after her--except now I'm not talking to Prentiss, I'm talking to Paget... guiltily explaining that while I think she's wonderful, Prentiss isn't really one of my favorite characters. I was really sorry, and I'd though we were going to learn more about her in the "episode" we just watched (the one with the storm troopers O.o) and maybe I'd feel closer to her, but I really just didn't think it worked.
She's totally ignoring me, btw, and then we're back in that run down neighborhood again. I follow her into this tiny house, and there are two social services people sitting at this little kitchen table, so I join them. Prentiss comes back into the room (Prentiss again, not Paget), and puts a fluffy black cat into a tumble dryer. Social services asks if she always puts her cat in the dryer, and Prentiss just screams, "I cannot let this fur get everywhere! I have a memory foam mattress, and no matter what you think, I am not used to the finer things in life!" I go O.o... and the social services officer turns to me, and gives me this look that clearly says, 'I told you this bitch was crazycakes.'
I kept expecting social services to arrest Prentiss for putting her cat in the dryer, but nothing happened, so I got up and went into the living room. It was about the size of a postage stamp, but there were, like, three couches anyway, and all these migrant farm workers on them, except in the corner of the room. Morgan and Reid were sitting on a couch in the back corner of the room, completely oblivious to everyone else, making out like teenagers. Like really making out. With the moaning and the groping and the frottage and ROWR!
So, of course, I sat right next to them, in a conveniently empty seat, and watched them. And then I regretfully woke up.
I blame the last bit on the Paley Center pictures coming out. Every time I think my M/R muse is dying, Matthew and Shemar do something, looking adorable together, and I'm right back to M/R all over again. (It's a bonus that the Paley Center had some H/Rossi, too) Case in point:
Morgan: So, I can tell them, right? Oh, come on, Pretty Boy...
Everyone watching: D'AWWW
Morgan: Seriously? How could I resist this?
Reid: *pink cheeks*
Morgan: Oh come on, now. You'll embarrass him.
Reid: Meeep. *red cheeks*
Morgan: Come on people, lay off my Pretty boy. Aw, pretty boy, everyone still loves you even if you're gay.
Morgan: Don't be uncomfortable. I wanted everyone to know about us.
....also... *peers right* I can has H/Rossi?
Hotch: *is comfortable and sexy in glasses*
Rossi: *leers*
ALSO... does anyone else just want to lick MGG's legs? Or is that just me?
(All pics from HERE)
So, there was a toddler, probably around two or three, that was sleeping in this cardboard box. She told me I was her girlfriend (I was also a toddler at this point of the dream). She kept telling me her name was Two Cat, and that I was her Bulldog, and she wanted me to sleep in the box with her and be her Bulldog. So I did, because for some reason I thought she wasn't safe. Then the next day, I have to walk her to school, except the really poor neighborhood we'd been in sort of morphs into downtown Knoxville and I'm walking down Locust St. Suddenly Two Cat isn't with me, but I'm not worried, so I guess I got her to school.
The area where my therapist is has become this huge government plaza, which large domed courthouses and greenways. It's beautiful, and I suddenly see Emily Prentiss walking through it, looking drop dead gorgeous in a red pantsuit and big Jackie O sunglasses. I start to run up to her, but I can't catch her, and suddenly there are Storm Troopers running around the place. Not, like, being menacing, but like running around and pulling some crazy Benny Hill type antics. Suddenly, I'm chasing them around this courthouse, and they keep getting out of the authorities grasp (apparently, they were witnesses to whatever trial was happening), and I chase one down a greenway again, and he disappears, and I'm following Prentiss again.
Then were going back the other direction on Locust, and I'm calling after her--except now I'm not talking to Prentiss, I'm talking to Paget... guiltily explaining that while I think she's wonderful, Prentiss isn't really one of my favorite characters. I was really sorry, and I'd though we were going to learn more about her in the "episode" we just watched (the one with the storm troopers O.o) and maybe I'd feel closer to her, but I really just didn't think it worked.
She's totally ignoring me, btw, and then we're back in that run down neighborhood again. I follow her into this tiny house, and there are two social services people sitting at this little kitchen table, so I join them. Prentiss comes back into the room (Prentiss again, not Paget), and puts a fluffy black cat into a tumble dryer. Social services asks if she always puts her cat in the dryer, and Prentiss just screams, "I cannot let this fur get everywhere! I have a memory foam mattress, and no matter what you think, I am not used to the finer things in life!" I go O.o... and the social services officer turns to me, and gives me this look that clearly says, 'I told you this bitch was crazycakes.'
I kept expecting social services to arrest Prentiss for putting her cat in the dryer, but nothing happened, so I got up and went into the living room. It was about the size of a postage stamp, but there were, like, three couches anyway, and all these migrant farm workers on them, except in the corner of the room. Morgan and Reid were sitting on a couch in the back corner of the room, completely oblivious to everyone else, making out like teenagers. Like really making out. With the moaning and the groping and the frottage and ROWR!
So, of course, I sat right next to them, in a conveniently empty seat, and watched them. And then I regretfully woke up.
I blame the last bit on the Paley Center pictures coming out. Every time I think my M/R muse is dying, Matthew and Shemar do something, looking adorable together, and I'm right back to M/R all over again. (It's a bonus that the Paley Center had some H/Rossi, too) Case in point:
Morgan: So, I can tell them, right? Oh, come on, Pretty Boy...
Everyone watching: D'AWWW
Morgan: Seriously? How could I resist this?
Reid: *pink cheeks*
Morgan: Oh come on, now. You'll embarrass him.
Reid: Meeep. *red cheeks*
Morgan: Come on people, lay off my Pretty boy. Aw, pretty boy, everyone still loves you even if you're gay.
Morgan: Don't be uncomfortable. I wanted everyone to know about us.
....also... *peers right* I can has H/Rossi?
Hotch: *is comfortable and sexy in glasses*
Rossi: *leers*
ALSO... does anyone else just want to lick MGG's legs? Or is that just me?
(All pics from HERE)
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Date: 2008-11-19 10:51 pm (UTC)Have you seen these? Someone went to the Paley Center and video taped bits.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_AjJnj0pjtY
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Km5iuW48Q6w
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R4TP38_VxjQ
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7xpKdsPv7vk
OMG Matthew ! He's so yummy I want to lick more than just his legs >.>
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Date: 2008-11-19 11:07 pm (UTC)Also? Rossi is SO ogling Hotch! *G*