Why do you do this to me, brain?
Aug. 21st, 2017 08:39 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
angharad_gam Last night I dreamed that the new doctor stepped out of the TARDIS on her first episode and said "Actually, I'm not that good at maths."
And then I dreamed that I was annoyed with Andy because he had pulled up all the parsley and nasturtiums from the herb garden.
I would lay these at the feet of something I ate or did yesterday, except that I know my brain is perfectly capable of all this and more without any stimulus whatsoever...
As for yesterday, I spent most of it wandering around the University of Adelaide Open Day with Erin and one of her friends, alternately beset by nostalgia and freezing half to death. The fact that I already had a cold makes me surprised I am not as sick as a dog today, but go figure. Also a professor of linguistics gave me a Toblerone, so there was that.
And then I dreamed that I was annoyed with Andy because he had pulled up all the parsley and nasturtiums from the herb garden.
I would lay these at the feet of something I ate or did yesterday, except that I know my brain is perfectly capable of all this and more without any stimulus whatsoever...
As for yesterday, I spent most of it wandering around the University of Adelaide Open Day with Erin and one of her friends, alternately beset by nostalgia and freezing half to death. The fact that I already had a cold makes me surprised I am not as sick as a dog today, but go figure. Also a professor of linguistics gave me a Toblerone, so there was that.
