:(

Fuck, I hate having dreams about having children, because I am always immensely depressed when I wake up from them. Last night's was a particularly vivid one, too, and some kind of crazy wish-fulfilment thing where I had twins, a boy and a girl (which is very unlikely to happen in our family) and they had some of the names that I would like to give children if I had them, and I even thought, WHILE IN THE DREAM, 'it's nice that this isn't a dream for once' and 'isn't it great that I've somehow managed to become a mother while 21, so I won't be old when they're growing up'.

I HATE MY SUBCONSCIOUS. Waking up was a bizarre process in which my ovaries were yelling SOMEONE STOLE YOUR BABIES. QUICK. GET THEM BACK.

Luckily I know that real babies are nowhere NEAR as well-behaved as dream babies, and only people with VERY supportive partners (or, you know, ANY PARTNER AT ALL) have babies while in med school, so I am not about to run out and attempt pregnancy. But it was unpleasant.

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More cheerfully: WATCHMEN TRAILER. jksskjfhsh. Initial viewing suggests that Matthew Goode doesn't look all that crash-hot with blond hair, poor dear, but the visuals look STUNNING.