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[valis2]

Headache: day twelve. When I went back to earlier entries I realized that yesterday's count was wrong--it started on the 27th.

I can't take much more of this. The headache lurks in the background and then occasionally sends blunt spikes of pain through my head to remind me that it isn't gone. Back to the doctor tomorrow.

Thank you so much for your incredible comments for the SS, HG dream fic I posted--I am still walking on clouds. That was so incredibly wonderful and made me feel lovely, despite the pain in the head.

This morning I had an even crazier dream about Daniel Radcliffe and Rupert Grint attending a British con (dacro and sheryll were there, too). They had a TV set up and were showing the movie version of DH and I kept telling everyone that it was on but no one seemed interested.

Then it turned out that Dan and I were dating, which is bizarre, because I'm not really into him (David Thewliss? Gary Oldman? Hells yes--Radcliffe? Radcliffe?! My subconscious bewilders me). Then he took me to his apartment, which had two floors with a long staircase between the two (no landing). There was water on the floor of the foyer and I pointed it out and he said, "I'll pay someone to clean that up." We went upstairs and he was really eager to show me the bathroom because he had THREE. ENORMOUS. BATHTUBS. He was all excited because he knew I liked bathtubs. Honestly, I was totally transported with joy. Y'all know I love my baths.

Then his grandmother came up the stairs and surprised us just before he kissed me, and we went back downstairs and I met his family. When I was introduced to the grandmother, I said, "Pleasure to meet you," and her eyebrows nearly crawled up into her hairline because, yo, American. Then his father was introduced, and explained that he was called Red Eddie. He looked a lot like Michael Wincott, actually.

So people end up in groups, and Dan is on the other side of the staircase, and I kind of get to thinking I should go stand next to Dan because we're dating, but because I'm a centaur (I told you it was a bizarre dream) I can't go through under the staircase, because the opening is too small. I want to go in front of the staircase, but Red Eddie is there and he seems like he won't budge.

Then I woke up.

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When I'm sick, or if I drink anything alcoholic late at night, I end up with really crazy dreams. Ditto for the first couple nights of my cycle. (Total TMI, lol.)

Usually I have dreams of a very similar theme; people I know are doing things I don't understand or acting very out of character, and I'm bewildered and upset. There are a couple other control themes also, but they're not that strange.

So these two dreams are a bit unusual. I'm still trying to puzzle out the sense of them. For the fic dream, there were a couple things that kind of lingered in my mind and they were changed a little, but they showed up as the pond and the tin. The centaur dream? I have no clue. I haven't even thought of centaurs in ages.