I dreamt about you last night (and I fell out of bed twice)

I know RickyT has dreamed of at least one ILE person...

What is 'too much time online'?

Classic internet dream from this Summer: In the dream I am going to the pub (you see!) and Maura is going to be there. I have talked to Maura loads and loads online and am looking forward to meeting her properly. I get into the pub, and there are my friends and I am introduced to Maura. She is a laptop with words coming up on the screen, sitting on the pub table! The dream, being a dream, proceeded perfectly normally from this point.

CHOICE A: 'You can pin and mount me like a butterfly'

CHOICE B 'But take me to the haven of your bed was something that you never said...'

Heh heh. I have only ever had dreams involving one IL* poster, but not in context of boards, and the timing of the dreams is my only claim to ESP.

Anthony, WTF? Explain...

Two lumps, please, you're the bees knees, but so am I.

however under current medication regime, the distance between waking and dreaming world = vanishingly small

I should be so LUCKY as a boy try to pull me with Smiths lyrics. (But probably not, because it would probably actually work.)

I know I have probably had more, but I usually never remember my dreams unless are at least a little bit scary.

I'm literally falling asleep on the keyboards, give me a break here!

Best practical joke of the whole Smiths convention was going on coach tour. A journalist was present and as I was the lone American, I was interviewed. So I told some ridiculous lie about how I was going through Europe spending my trust fund on INDIE and how much I loved the working-class concerns in kitchen-sink films and MCR was Just Like The Movies. I was full-on screwball comedy heiress, in other words, and lo and behold Jon Ronson printed EVERY WORD! Nebbish: I met him at a preview screening for Fargo and confessed all and he was VERY embarrassed to have been beaten at own game.

Nah - sounds to me like socially inept scared boys clutching their cans of lager as a prop. New Lads wouldn't do the "Eh-uh, eh-uh - two lumps in my tea please eh-uh eh-uh" type thing that Suzy describes. Or even be at a Smiths convention, I'd have thought. They might have turned into New Lads later in life, I grant you.

You and your precious gatekeeping of the word 'indie', kate!

To my knowledge I have not dreamed of the ILx crew I haven't met yet. Then again, most of my dreams are strange even to me.

I should hope.

I've dreamt about ILE threads that don't exist. I need a break.

ditto. on both counts.

2. "I dreamt about you last night (and I fell out of bed twice)" Erm: is this actually a GOOD line? Cuz one of things that makes Stephen Patrick a highly original song- writer is that often he tries lines which risk being fairly dud: and sometimes the risk doesn't pay off. Isn't this one? It's pretty the first time, I agree, but with repetition it sort of reveals itself as clumsy overstatement.

Or do I just think this becuz I've never fallen out of bed? Once even.

I know what you mean Mark, but for me it unquestionably falls the right side of the 'gauchely bathetic lyric that may nor may not end up annoying you' line. For me the whole song is untouchable. Suzy's experiences notwithstanding, I feel like I have spent my whole life looking for someone to sing that song to.

I'm really frightened. Maybe my views on love and romance are seriously fucked up. I've been singing that song straight for the past two weeks. (When not singing Girl Afraid) But it turned out to be far more Reel Around The Fountain than it did Girl Afraid.

I am a sad fucking bastard and I need to get out more.

Endless unrequited crushes in place of serious relationships is a sure sign of emotional lack of development and fear of committment isn't it?

Because won't the intended think, i. "No you didn't" (= you big-up fraud), or ii. "Yes you did" (= Aaaaugh!!)?

It's like musing, "You and me, eh. Two against the world!" Unless recipient by lucky gamble thinks EXACTLY THE SAME you are asking for trouble.

I accept that this may be taste and temperament, esp. as my idea of romantic dialogue goes:
S/he: Meh.
S/he: Feh.
S/he: Pfff.

"I shall pluck the moon from the sky for you."
"Go on then."

I like the Smiths, but I nevah loved them. Is this obvious?

That must be nice.

I don't see, though, how anyone could go around wanting to sing that song to anyone beloved. Surely it's a sinister sogn about abuse blah blah?

Ick! Unhealthy! I think of this song as containing a good bit of Moz's early gynophobia -- attraction mixed with a giant amount of fear. It makes me picture a middle-aged English woman who invites virginal teenaged boys round for tea and then seduces them, after which they run home trembling in fits of icky self-loathing, shame, and emotional uncertainty. It is my personal goal never to want to sing that song to anyone, ever.

(When the pinefox posted i realised I actually had only quite a vague memory of how the song went at ALL, let along what it might be about. Don't dose and post, foax.)

And yes, I actually always thought both characters were male. (I really am a gay male trapped in the body of a woman.)

The worthlessness experience by both parties is what makes the song so poignant. It's the same sort of thing as that Suede song "We're traaaa-aaaaaa-aaaaash, you and me, we're the litter on the breeze..." etc. etc. etc. The rest of society views subject and object both as worthless, so they are better together.

Oh, how my romantic preconceptions have been TWISTED by indie.

Arrgh! Kate has been taken over by Poppy Z. Brite!

I don't like the Smiths so I can't comment. I've fallen out of bed a lot though. Most of the times are on purpose because I love the slapstick comedy and lie on the floor hysterically giggling "ha ha ha ow my arse there'll be a bruise there later heehee god you're a twat" ect ect. Jess, when you dreamt about me was I doing something funny in a comedy slapstick manner? Oooh my head hurts.

Oohh - I know you don't meeeaan it.

>>> Maybe I'm naive, but I never understood why people said the song was about child abuse. The only line that I assume they're basing this on is the first one and if you can't understand how the resonance that has without recourse to thoughts of child abuse then I think that's really weird.

That's not a very generous response. I think it does have those, and other, connotations, and neither of us can be very sure what, if anything, it adds up to (even for ourselves).

I'm not telling you what *I* dreamt about last night.

Actually, I really really do.

I shouldn't have said "gynophobia," though, except insofar as how the gynophobia borders on a far more general depiction of physical intimacy as scary and sordid and crushing.

Actually, no, I meant... AARRRRRRRGGGGHHHHHHHH!!!