I had a dream last night that I was in a house full of children. One of the older kids was planning on blowing up the house, and somehow I knew about this plan.
I was the heroine and ended up saving a bunch of people. Later on at the funeral for the kid who blew up the house I was walking around in a black dress and man-dals. Sharlto Copley was the priest presiding over the funeral and he noticed my shoes. I said that they were my grandpa's slippers and that I always wore them to funerals because he died while wearing them.
Then Sharlto Copley and I chatted for awhile and the entire time I'm thinking 'It's so inappropriate that I'm kind of flirting with this priest guy, but his accent is kinda hot'.
He said he had slippers just like it and really appreciated how I wore then in honor of those who died.
So weird. Now I want to watch 'District 9' trailers all day and pretend he's talking to me.
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