Better a diamond with a flaw than a pebble without

Other people's dreams are so boring, but this is my journal so suck it up! ;)

I dreamt I was in a restaurant with the main character from Vampire Diaries (In RL I'd noted the night before that it was ages since I'd seen an episode and it's now not back until the new year)

Damon (I think) passed me a bill or a form, and in the area for a name he'd written Blade, which I understood to be the half-vampire vampire killer, I'd seen the film once, ages ago, didn't think much of it.

I remember laughing in a really uncharacteristic and exaggerated way.

Then we all seemed to be in Marks and Spencers, it being Black Friday (yeah, but in the US, although I'd explained the term to someone in RL during the day) there was nothing much left on the shelves and the cashiers were only accepting cash. I don't recall what we were tryin to buy, but we didn't have enough cash, only about £5 and cards.

And that's it!

I don't really dream (or at least remember them) - I suppose when you only sleep five hours a night there's not much time for them! It was just odd that it seemed to be solely made up of so many unimportant, incidental, and trivial details, using things from my life that are not important to me - especially since it seemed so vivid at the time.

So I have a couple of ducks. No, I don't live on a farm. Yes, this is considered to be a little unusual.

These are actually the second pair I've owned, a male/female pair, the first two were killed by a fox.

They're Aylesbury Ducks, which means they're big and have amazingly huge, white-feathered wings - or they're white when they've not been flapping about in the mud. I tell you, ducks are dirty.



When they're chicks they have yellow feathers, then they moult (which they then seem do a couple of times a year) - and the first time this happened I commented it was like "an explosion in a pillow factory". What a great phrase - I squirreled it away for future use.

After finishing "The End of the World" I needed to write a couple of lighter fics, I did that with a couple of drabbles, but I needed to do something a bit more, and I was already part way through "Castiel's Day" (I seem to quite often come up with a new fic while working on a current one - plus I'm a big fan of writing something else if I find I get stuck with my current work).

The phrase came up in conversation and it clicked in my head and so "Scritch, Scritch, Scritch" was born! (I'm not sure I like the title though)

I had some really nice comments, unfortunately many anonymous, so I can't reply with thanks, but one comment did make me laugh...

"i just have to say it (because reading this means that i'm not studying for my biology finals): arthropods molt. Birds do not molt. Nor do angels...to the best of my knowledge. ;)"

Am I missing some difference in meaning because I used the US "molt" instead of my more normal "moult"? (I like to write SPN in US English - it's a "stylist affectation"!)

I have a dog too, and she definitely moults, seemingly constantly!

I think you really need to study for that biology test!

BTW I googled "arthropod" and screamed like a baby!