I dream of Tennant
Dec. 11th, 2008 10:37 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jenepelOkay, I know people are not always fans of being told other people’s dreams, but I seriously had the best one last night, so I have to share. I woke up all smiley and it took me about ten minutes to remember and realise why.
So I was in some kind of class-like thing, but it wasn’t school. Instead I think it was some kind of extra evening thing that I had signed up for. It seemed to be in one of the conference type rooms we used at Ofcom for trainings. I was sitting in the back, and about two rows up to my left, was DAVID TENNANT. He was just sitting there, being part of the class. And I was having this internal thing, all like OMFGITSDAVIDTENNANT but outwardly I was all calm and mature taking part in the class.
[There was actually this random little aside at the beginning of class where I was trying to write a text message to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
olivia_jane74 to say congrats on her new grand-neice or something. I think that was the last entry I had read on my flist before I went to bed, so it must have been on my mind. Also, it was strange because I think I was trying to write the message in pink puff paint that was left over from making the Sparklemotion t-shirts. For obvious reasons, that wasn’t working on my mobile, so I was forced to just write a regular text instead. OJ if you get a strange text from a number in England, then I think we’ll have proof that I sleepwalk. (Oh right, and am also psychic, seeing as I don’t have your phone number in the first place!) But I digress.]
Anyway. So Tennant. It seemed like the class was mostly Americans who had like flown over or something, so maybe people knew he was going to be in the class? I don’t know. But no one was being too fan-girlly, because we were being polite and listening to the speaker at the front. People were maybe sneaking occasional looks at him, but no one was being rude. And at one point I looked up and he was looking my way, so I just grinned and he grinned back, really cheerful. So no idea what the subject of the talk was but it was over quickly and then everyone filed out. I was like the slowest person, trying to get all my stuff together, and was kind of distracted. Then suddenly DT comes over to say hi - I just look up when he speaks to me, and we’re the only ones left in the room. So he proceeds to chat to me, all normal. I don’t even know what we talked about, just that he was super sweet and funny. So I finished packing my stuff and then we walked out together, and all the time inside I’m doing the OMG thing, but outside I’m having this very normal conversation and like laughing and stuff. So then he asks if I want coffee (because we have to go back to class after this break or something?) and so we head for Starbucks. And that’s all I remember.
But you guys it was crazy because it was just so very chill. My brain thinks David and I are friends. How very odd and yet awesome at the same time.
I don’t even know why he would be on my mind. I haven’t watched any Dr Who since Jessie and I had that huge marathon in August. I guess we were talking about him the other day withladyvivien since she may have mentioned vaguely that she has dress circle tickets to Hamlet. (Seriously, we had to beat the information out of her, and after that she never mentioned it again, like NOT ONCE.) That just seems like a lot to base a whole dream on, but there you go.
More detailed post later possibly actually talking about my life. We'll see.
So I was in some kind of class-like thing, but it wasn’t school. Instead I think it was some kind of extra evening thing that I had signed up for. It seemed to be in one of the conference type rooms we used at Ofcom for trainings. I was sitting in the back, and about two rows up to my left, was DAVID TENNANT. He was just sitting there, being part of the class. And I was having this internal thing, all like OMFGITSDAVIDTENNANT but outwardly I was all calm and mature taking part in the class.
[There was actually this random little aside at the beginning of class where I was trying to write a text message to
olivia_jane74 to say congrats on her new grand-neice or something. I think that was the last entry I had read on my flist before I went to bed, so it must have been on my mind. Also, it was strange because I think I was trying to write the message in pink puff paint that was left over from making the Sparklemotion t-shirts. For obvious reasons, that wasn’t working on my mobile, so I was forced to just write a regular text instead. OJ if you get a strange text from a number in England, then I think we’ll have proof that I sleepwalk. (Oh right, and am also psychic, seeing as I don’t have your phone number in the first place!) But I digress.]Anyway. So Tennant. It seemed like the class was mostly Americans who had like flown over or something, so maybe people knew he was going to be in the class? I don’t know. But no one was being too fan-girlly, because we were being polite and listening to the speaker at the front. People were maybe sneaking occasional looks at him, but no one was being rude. And at one point I looked up and he was looking my way, so I just grinned and he grinned back, really cheerful. So no idea what the subject of the talk was but it was over quickly and then everyone filed out. I was like the slowest person, trying to get all my stuff together, and was kind of distracted. Then suddenly DT comes over to say hi - I just look up when he speaks to me, and we’re the only ones left in the room. So he proceeds to chat to me, all normal. I don’t even know what we talked about, just that he was super sweet and funny. So I finished packing my stuff and then we walked out together, and all the time inside I’m doing the OMG thing, but outside I’m having this very normal conversation and like laughing and stuff. So then he asks if I want coffee (because we have to go back to class after this break or something?) and so we head for Starbucks. And that’s all I remember.
But you guys it was crazy because it was just so very chill. My brain thinks David and I are friends. How very odd and yet awesome at the same time.
I don’t even know why he would be on my mind. I haven’t watched any Dr Who since Jessie and I had that huge marathon in August. I guess we were talking about him the other day with
ladyvivien since she may have mentioned vaguely that she has dress circle tickets to Hamlet. (Seriously, we had to beat the information out of her, and after that she never mentioned it again, like NOT ONCE.) That just seems like a lot to base a whole dream on, but there you go.More detailed post later possibly actually talking about my life. We'll see.
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