Why I shouldn't watch *children's films* before bed.

Dreamt about terrifying giants chasing me all night (interestingly, they were still in cartoon form while everything else was... I don't want to say 'live action' because it was a *dream*. Um. The other one). They were chasing me/random people (possibly the cast of Shaun of the Dead? I really don't know. We were just all in Mortal Peril together) for ages until I finally escapedin the middle of this forest and a guy saying he was Loki showed up and told me I'd passed the test so now I got nifty superpowers.

In conclusion: fantasy dissertations + The BFG kill your higher brain functions. Yes. Also there was a random Seth Green moment, something all dreams should have. There was a less pleasant cameo by Flatmate of d00m... who may be moving back into this flat next year. I have yet to break this news to S, on the basis that if I tell her in person on Friday, she can cry and then go yell at the head of college for letting crazy people into our flat of sanity awesome. Flatmate of d00m is just as annoying in dream form. Am unsurprised by this; she'd be annoying in asleep, dead or any form I think.

Dad is bringing up laptop today. Maybe I'll finally get to watch Spaced.

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My day has been greatly improved by the delivery via parental of laptop and finding that Spaced works on it with barely a flicker. Simon Pegg's about to get paintballed. No, don't turn around!

edit: I realised as I hit send that this post made very little sense. Though I am watching Spaced, making LJ icons and trying to write this all at once so perhaps there's the reason why somewhere in there.