bliumchik | idk, no subtext here

I had this weird dream in which I was Batman and I had to get some people out of a big bear trap like pit thing under the noses of some random Evil People. And the last one required subterfuge in the form of making out. And then suddenly she was the Empress of a country or something that I'd taken over and tradition required me as the new Empress (I'm pretty sure I was no longer Batman by this point...) to have her literally turned into a statue, but that sounded painful, so I brought in my jewellery makers and got them to make a scale model of her in silver and rubies instead. The heart was half a ruby die as per Amanda Palmer. Then there was some faintly awkward nude modelling. I woke up just as I was trying to figure out how the golden hair would work - I was thinking it would stick into the head like on Barbie dolls, but that would require heating up the silver, which might then go out of shape. Yes, these are the things I worry about in dreams.

...in other news I have a dress rehearsal today and I do not know my lines well enough! And I do know it is poetry month but have not yet had time to post things! :(

Ugh why am I still sleepy? I slept in for so long this morning! Now I'm trying to sort out my centrelink thingies in time to go to the junction and do moar admin before rehearsal, but capped internet is screwing it up. And I still have to find a magnifying glass!