While I could be wrong, I'm pretty sure that that dream I just had involved Lexie writing fic in which Toby Ziegler
and Sarah Palin had a tumultous, historical affair on the streets of Manhattan, because he'd been in charge of keeping her parents/family in long-term powerful positions in the conservative government of New York City.
I'll let you take that one in.
(Other dreams: waking up so that Marcus and Linnet could go to our favorite diner, which is not open 24 hours, at about 3 AM; Marcus sitting on Linnet's flowers after the grocery store clerk kept groping all her customers so that she could stay awake and be sure they were real; getting into an argument with Rue about whether she was driving my car home from Ben & Jerry's – verdict was no, and as soon as we got home I realized I shouldn't have been driving because it was in fact 3 AM, no matter how light it was out, and therefore I hadn't slept enough to be driving ...
The most terrifying thing about these dreams is the way they flow so seamlessly into each other. After we got home, I still couldn't "sleep" and ended up reading Lexie's fic. And then we ended up at WPI mocking a frat house that looked like a church, and one of my massage school classmates who's dropped out of the program was back, because apparently we had a field trip or something because class was being held in front of the frat house church that day ...)
... don't judge me, I forgot to take my Ambien last night. :(
(I've never even watched
The West Wing...)