Yeah, but in my dream, it wasn't the romantic, lovey-dovey sort of relationship, not at that instant, anyway, that most Wilt fangirls fantasize about, but more like a couple that have been together for a long time, and have pretty much settled into a "routine", so to speak. Not that there was no love, but it was more like the sort of relationship that most long-term couples have. It was more like the sort of thing where we could finish each others' sentences. Somehow, it started off with us at Foster's, apparently for a visit, and Cheese was there, since he'd apparently been given up by Louise, and he was causing all sorts of trouble at the house(no surprise there, huh?), and everyone was at their wit's end with him, so I piped up and volunteered to keep him for the weekend, to take the load off Frankie and the rest. I can recall Wilt taking me aside and trying to tell me that it was a big mistake, and me sounding all smug and confident that I could deal with Cheese, and him finally giving up and telling me I was on my own with this, and the next thing I know, we're back in South Carolina(a whole continent away, no less), and I get a phone call from my friend Christine(who lives in Tennessee)telling me that she and our mutual friends Chester and Johnny(father and son, respectively, who both live in southwestern Louisiana)want to go fishing down at nearby Lynches River, and I was just so excited! That makes absolutely no sense, since MY opinion of fishing, and Bloo's opinion of fishing in "Camp Keep a Good Mac Down", are pretty much one and the same! It also didn't make sense that these people who don't even live in the same state would just be there and want to go fishing, like it was an everyday thing just to pop over a few states to drop a cane pole in the water. OK, Chester and Johnny SO would do that; being Cajuns, they are die-hard fishermen and hunters who actually DO look at any body of water bigger than a foot tub and automatically access it for fishing/crawfish/alligator risk potential, but still...they're in Louisiana. I don't even remember anything specific that Wilt said while we were at the river, though I do recall Johnny(who'd brought the artificial lure in this elaborately-stocked tackle box) saying something about how Cheese was scaring away all the fish, and there were other random people there saying the same thing. I do remember that after we got back from the ER, and put the still-drugged-out Cheese to bed in this cot in the living room(and I do not have such a cot), and went to bed ourselves, Wilt just had his back to me and wouldn't say anything other than to remind me that he'd tried to tell me, but I wouldn't listen, so apparently it was now HIS turn not to listen. It was like I could feel his presence on the other side of the bed, but it wasn't a comforting presence, but a definate "cold shoulder". That feeling was more pronounced than anything he said or did throughout, but so was that feeling that we'd been together for so long. Being that I'm not fond of fishing AT ALL, and I am not a big fan of Cheese, and I will avoid babysitting duties at all costs(since my actual job often entails little more than babysitting, since that's how most parents see us teachers, anyway, and I often get stuck keeping other teachers' classes without any lesson plans when they fail to show up for work or get called into a meeting), it's really odd that I would have volunteered to do both!

pitbulllady

I've been waking up in the middle of the night a lot recently due to my insane kitten and some craptacular sickness. xX And when I wake up in the middle of the night, I usually end up in a half-asleep half-awake state... It's kinda' hard to explain. I'm aware that I'm lying on my bed and in my room, but at the same time my dreams are still playing out and I'm still in the dream while being in my room at the same time. ...That probably makes no sense. Mur well. %D;

Anyway, at one point when that happened a week or so ago I was awake for a short time (maybe about half an hour, forty-five minutes?) and I had a half-dream of the Foster's gang running around looking for something. Unfortunately I don't remember much else, other than hugging Eduardo at one point. He was soft and fluffy. %B Though in reality I was probably just hugging my Charmander plushie and a mass of blankets. XD

Then there was last night. Oh boy... I only got about two hours of sleep due to my kitten terrorizing my other cats and the fact that I could hardly breathe. My throat was really really swollen and my nose was all stuffy and I felt pretty bad in general, so yeah, not a lot of sleep. I was in a half-awake half-asleep state for most of the time, though, and ended up having a Foster's-related half-dream.

For some reason I was at Foster's foyer, sitting around and shivering due to my sickness. I could hardly breathe (in my dream as well as in reality) and was starting to panic that I was going to choke or something. Wilt was around and was about to help me, when a Mary Sue stepped out of a bad-fic (quite literally; I mean, I actually saw an FFN page and the Mary Sue stepped out of it XD) and ended up distracting him.

Of course I was all, "S:LDJFL:SDJL:JSD WHAT HELP ME PLZ BEFORE I DIE" and finally when Wilt managed to get away from the Mary Sue, ANOTHER one stepped out of a bad-fic to distract him. This happened TWICE before I finally snapped out of my half-asleep state due to hearing one of my cats freaking out.

...Odd how while that night was a looooong, not-so-fun one, I'm already looking back on it and laughing. XD

Oh, okay. Maybe I was reading the word "married" wrong. Sorry 'bout that.

Well, you were warned... Sorry-- felt like I had to go there for a second. Although I have to admit that I do have a bit of trouble picturing Wilt giving someone he cares about-- and considering the way I've read this dream and based on what you've said, it seems like Wilt DID care deeply about you in this dream.

I can sympathize with you feeling that teaching is kinda like babysitting-- my stepmom is a high school English teacher and my dad runs in-school suspension.

This makes perfect sense. I've done this before-- plenty of times.

Weird... I'm going to blame your sickness on the oddness of this one.

Man, a MarySue stepping out of a poorly written fanfic. Wow... Interesting.

It was quite amusing, really. XD

Ahhhh! Not the Sues!! D=
"Forget about that sick girl....hang out with me, you know its the right thing to do."
"S:LDJFL:SDJL:JSD WHAT HELP ME PLZ BEFORE I DIE"
"Look into my eyes, Wilt, look....look!"

HOMG, I had a horrible one. :wiltshock:

I dreamt I was watching the first ep of season 6, and in it we find out where Terrence has been all this time. He's been staying with his dad, and when he comes back, he's...okay he's like this major D&D geek. And I don't mean a regular D&D geek - *I* was a D&D geek. No I mean one of those deranged ones you see on TV, like Todd from Codemonkeys. You know, talking like he's in a bad Tolkein novel rip-off and wearing weird clothes? And he was hanging out with a unicorn IF who was the same way. Oh my god, it was the worst thing ever. I was so glad after I woke up and realised that hadn't actually happened. WTH is wrong with me?? :o I guess I'm just in Terrence withdrawal and I just need to see him again so I can know he's okay and in the meantime my imagination is coming up with negative scenerios. :P

That would make one AWESOME episode, though! Everyone would be so weirded-out by Terrence acting like the guy I dated in college, who was JUST like you described, lol! It would be even funnier if Terrence had chosen to be this passive monk-type character, since you know that Bloo and probably Mac are gonna take advantage of that, and Terrence would have to struggle not to "revert" back to his old self! I don't think that the D&D geek thing would last long under those circumstances.

pitbulllady

I had another dream about a week ago. I dreamed I was at work and wanted to take my lunch break at a certain time because that's when a radio program was coming on that featured Frankie. So I clocked out, went to the break room with an old fashioned radio (like from the 40s), and listened to the program while I ate my lunch. Unfortunately I don't remember what the program was about, but it was one of those dramatized stories (also kind of from the 40s), and Frankie did the voice of one of the characters. Not Grey, Frankie. So Frankie was a voice actress. :frankiesmile: I kept listening, my lunch period was coming to an and, but I kept telling myself "Just a little longer (time goes by) It won't matter if I'm a little late..... (more time goes by) Will anyone really notice how late I am?" 8D And that was about it.

And, heh heh, for the record, although tempted, I always return from lunch on time. ;)

I had another GWH-related dream. It was this AD where the movie was coming out on DVD (now having deleted scenes, a Wilt commentary, Spanish/French audio tracks and possibly more). At the end, it showed Wilt on the left side of the screen, stubby arm holding the DVD case (which remains unchanged) and on the tip of his finger of his right arm, spinning the DVD itself. Then on the right side of the screen showed the close up of the DVD (which is the same as the one Wilt's holding) Wilt's grinning with his teeth, as usual. :D

Too bad it was a dream. Maybe someday that dream'll come true. =P

Dude, I should totally draw that.

I had a dream about 2 days ago.
Bloo came up to Mac, Frankie, Ed and Wilt. He said "Fomalhaut" (is that how it's spelled?). After that, everyone freaked out, and ran into the house. They searched everything in the house to find something. Then Mac remembered where it was, and ran to Coco, who was sleeping. Next to her was a bag (which looked a lot like my school bag). Mac grabbed the bag and started running, dodging the others who want the bag. Then he ran to the balcony, and held out the bag in the air. Frankie came up behind him and said "Do it! Do it!" Then Mac dropped the bag on a cat. The cat bounced around, but was unhurt.

For some reason I felt that I've had that dream before, but it was only my first time dreaming it.