Quick nightmare
Jun. 18th, 2012 04:18 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jhameiaAnd I was struggling to get out of it until I got a phone call from my landlady, too.
Anyway, so there was some stuff about fabric shopping and I was living in a motel room (that looked more like a warehouse inside with gray concrete walls and bed and all). Had all my belongings there.
So people were going in and out of my room, for various reasons, making phone calls, taking naps (because I let them do that), watching TV and they were complaining about my teddy bear and Bugs Bunny. I had no idea what the hell was going on? But everyone kept mentioning it. I thought it was a TV show or something. But when I went into my room, my teddy bear (and I shall add; I do have a brown teddy bear, that I've had since childhood, who I call "Jemaplay"--pronounced juh-mah-play--because I had no idea how to pronounce the words I saw on the tag when I saw it, which read "Je m'appelle Teddy") was toddling around my bed, hugging a Bugs Bunny doll and kinda talking to itself, nonsensically.
I've never owned a Bugs Bunny plush in my life, and anyway, my teddy was talking like a toddler, so I was getting pretty freaked out watching it. Pretty sure there was a ghost inhabiting my teddy bear's body. And I couldn't do anything about it.
Anyway. Not nice. Feeling too discombobulated to go back to sewing right now so will futz around on Tumblr instead.
Anyway, so there was some stuff about fabric shopping and I was living in a motel room (that looked more like a warehouse inside with gray concrete walls and bed and all). Had all my belongings there.
So people were going in and out of my room, for various reasons, making phone calls, taking naps (because I let them do that), watching TV and they were complaining about my teddy bear and Bugs Bunny. I had no idea what the hell was going on? But everyone kept mentioning it. I thought it was a TV show or something. But when I went into my room, my teddy bear (and I shall add; I do have a brown teddy bear, that I've had since childhood, who I call "Jemaplay"--pronounced juh-mah-play--because I had no idea how to pronounce the words I saw on the tag when I saw it, which read "Je m'appelle Teddy") was toddling around my bed, hugging a Bugs Bunny doll and kinda talking to itself, nonsensically.
I've never owned a Bugs Bunny plush in my life, and anyway, my teddy was talking like a toddler, so I was getting pretty freaked out watching it. Pretty sure there was a ghost inhabiting my teddy bear's body. And I couldn't do anything about it.
Anyway. Not nice. Feeling too discombobulated to go back to sewing right now so will futz around on Tumblr instead.