losing Wax (and/or losing a bunny) is now my most common anxiety nightmare scenario*

[cimorene]

Last night I dreamed that my wife left some kind of anxiety-ridden magical fandom convention turned team-building talent contest before me and I tried to follow her but I didn't know what bus to take and then realized I didn't know where we live, and then I realized I didn't have my phone so I couldn't call her and ask, so I just went to downtown Turku, where I met her brother, and he wanted to help but he didn't know where we live either. He wanted to call her, but couldn't because I couldn't remember her phone number. So I ended up walking, for some reason, which turned into rollerskating through the snow, and just tried to follow a route that looked familiar, and when I finally got home and my key worked, my wife wasn't sure she recognized me but was about halfway convinced in a nonsensical nightmarish argument, only then we both realized that according to genre rules the next logical thing to happen would definitely be that a sinister doppelganger of me would enter at any moment. I woke up while we were trying to figure out how one repels a sinister doppelganger attack.

*for a long time after the 2006 summer Vacation from Hell, it was vacation with my parents and my dad being imperiled thereby

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[princessofgeeks]

YIKES