So last night I had a dream about Hugh Jackman. I have no idea why, because while he's quite a nice looking bloke my fandom right now, when not being taken up by a certain dark-haired Brit who actually is my age is centered on another dark-haired Brit who is certainly not legal for me in any sense of the word (hint: saw the movie twice already). Actually, Daniel Radcliffe was in the dream, somehow, in a theater, and I met him...but unfortunately Orlando's name was only mentioned. And re: Hugh, somehow I got out of the apartment with John Malkovich or someone of his ilk and we had to go to this other building and break into the day care center and corner this nurse so she could look up on her list where Hugh lived. I have no idea what was going on. It seemed like Hugh and I were quite buddy-buddy, and I even showed him my (unwrapped) Boy from Oz cd except I think I picked up somethiing that was titled 'Old Man River.' He just smiled. And the apartment wasn't our apartment, it was...close, but darker, two stories...lots of people milling around.

I'm sure there was more to it, but that's all that stuck in my head when I got up this morning. Any ideas?

[ETA: I've just realized I've made over 400 posts to this blog. In reality it's probably closer to 500 as not all of the posts from the previous blogging software were transferred since I'd closed some of the posts from way back when. But it's kinda cool to think about all the stuff I've written about in the past two years...]