Missing Muse

thewordunheard:

nudawn:

reconnoitre:

nudawn:

so last night i had a dream i was walking to work when Langer walked by me.  i was eating sushi out of a styrofoam box with a fork.  i snarled at Langer when he tried to ask me a question, and just kept walking with my sushi.

what the fuck does that mean??!!

I once had a dream that Langer & Mills & I were hanging out a dorm room. I was laying on a bed & talking to Mills and Langer was playing with me feet, tickling them

Go figure that one out!

it means we need to get laid.

While we’re on the topic of dreams about Langer, I had one where some friend of a friend had told me to go to this weird warehouse space because some performance was going to take place, and Langer was there so I was like, OK, I have no idea what’s going on so I’ll sit next to you. There was an audience and no performers and I was getting a little antsy until music started up and then one by one the other audience members threw off their civvies to reveal flamboyant stage costumes, and ran onstage to join a highly choreographed dance number. That included Langer. I was the only one left who was just an audience member, and I was bewildered/awed/pissed off/confused/amused that Langer had been able to act so casually and indulge my yammering about not knowing what this whole thing was about or why I agreed to come here, before prancing around like a cosplaying lunatic.

This is all funny because I’ve actually touched his dick. You silly girls.