2/4/09

Note to self:

Dear self:

Stop dreaming of fellow bloggers you have never met.

It's creepy.

Sincerely,

Jackie S. Quire

Posted by Jackie S. Quire at Wednesday, February 04, 2009  

16 comments:

Matt, Kara, Hunter and Cavan February 4, 2009 at 11:41 AM  

ahahah come on! Tell the store!

Meandering Michael February 4, 2009 at 12:10 PM  

It's the video, isn't it...

Anonymous February 4, 2009 at 12:14 PM  

Damn! I guess that's not me.

towniebastard February 4, 2009 at 12:15 PM  

It's ok, I understand, I am very dreamy.

Jackie S. Quire February 4, 2009 at 12:15 PM  

Don't worry baby, I dream about you all the time! (Just not last night, haha).

Jackie S. Quire February 4, 2009 at 12:21 PM  

Oo, also MM: just a heads up (and don't get too excited) there may be some As It Happens in your future... shhhhh :P (tried to email this to you but couldn't find it on your blog, sorry!)

Anonymous February 4, 2009 at 12:29 PM  

Now, tell us for the Love of...

Jackie S. Quire February 4, 2009 at 12:42 PM  

FINE FINE FINE!

My dream had something to do with visiting fellow blogger Mongoose in Calgary (why Calgary? I don't know) and for some reason she lived in some kind of tree house. But she wasn't REALLY Mongoose because dream-Mongoose was a giant hippy, and told me I had to live a less posession-filled life.

And then we wrote a song about The Hoff. You happy????? :P

Now she's going to call me a stalker and never post in my comments again :P

Mongoose February 4, 2009 at 1:10 PM  

Crud. I was hoping it wasn't me.

And other than not being huge and not telling you you "have to" do things, that sounds a lot like me. I'm an undercover hippie and I try to live a less possession-filled life.

And I dream about Calgary all the time, but not about you. Haha, you're crazier than I am! LOL

Jackie S. Quire February 4, 2009 at 1:18 PM  

Ha. Only reason you don't dream about me is cuz you don't sleep. If you slept I'm sure you'd have visions of Jackie tap-dancing 'round your head.

And for the record, I didn't WANT to divulge my creepy dream. "The public" made me, haha.

And seriously. Like I can control my sleeping brain. I can't even have decent rational conversations with my sleep-self.

Anonymous February 4, 2009 at 1:27 PM  

OK, you HAVE to record and post the song about the Hoff.

That would be an awesome Being David Hasselhoff entry.

dogsled_stacie February 4, 2009 at 1:28 PM  

Aha, so you're the culprit with the connection to AIH for MM - cool!

God, if I shared my dreams, I'd get committed I swear...

Matt, Kara, Hunter and Cavan February 4, 2009 at 1:30 PM  

Don't listen to Megan!! You must never record your music about the Hoff. I think you would definitely be committed for doing that!

Jackie S. Quire February 4, 2009 at 4:14 PM  

I might have to do a collaboration with another less-vocally-challenged blogger.

All my vocal talents are for news, it seems, and not singing :( At least if you believe the "keep your day job" comments on my boat-song post haha.

Mongoose February 5, 2009 at 9:56 PM  

Actually, I dream. It's a side-effect of venlafaxine that you tend to have very vivid dreams. So now I have my nightmares in HD-TV. Woo!

Probably the reason I don't dream about you is you're not nightmare material.

And I'll sing the Hoff song for you. We can team up for next year's Being David Hasselhoff, eh?

Meandering Michael February 23, 2009 at 1:15 PM  

BTW, thanks for the AIH! It was fun!

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