Oh dear.

It looks like I have a lot of catching up to do in regards to blog posts this month.

A lot of my fangirling stems from the dreams I have. I feel like they are my subconcious directly influencing who I should fangirl over at an given time. They make me feel connected.

So what happens when you dream about a heap of different people in the same dream?
It is utterly confusing.
Last night, I dreamt about The Doctor, Dr. Rush and a plethora of the cast from Star Trek; it was insanely nice of Chekov to take me on a ride in this sports car though. Looking back on it, I have no idea how he did this. We were meant to be trapped on a ricketty old ship that only had life support and one gun working; as it was being attacked. Yet we had a drop pod! Which, we didn\’t have the access codes for so we couldn\’t use it.

Oh! Now I think about it I am pretty sure that Garibaldi was there as well.

Dreams!
Why are they so scatter brained!

Oh… wait…