
God I love dreams.
The other night I had one that I was involved in a large-scale musical production. I managed to seize artistic control by sleeping with the old and easily manipulated director/producer. I changed loads of stuff and made it really really good, but the cast hated me because of my evil rise to power. I ended up in a room with them trying to get them to admit that having a strong leader had improved the show no end, but they just threw me out and changed it back again, the fools.
Last night I had one in which I was really being very good in not shagging someone - was so annoyed to find it was only a dream - what a wasted opportunity!
/edit - yes, I know, gay
( , Sun 5 Sep 2004, 16:55, archived)