Charmed, I'm Sure

Last night I dreamt that the witches from the TV show Charmed (not the actresses, the actual characters in the show) had this wonderful blog, and I met them because I read the blog. They were wondeful, and very nice, and we hung out and they asked me to become part of their blog circle. I guess, in analyzing the dream, I'd have to say it relates to several things. The first is that I'm thinking all the time about the witch issue, trying really hard to focus on writing my intro to my dissertation (which, right now, is grappling with how to define my theoretical feminism). The second is that I'm clearly spending a lot of time on blogs. So the subconscious says "hmm. okay. let's put this there, and that here, and voila! a dream!) But I woke up with a clear sense of loss, wishing that I COULD hang out with the witches from Charmed. Again, not the actresses (although I'm sure they're lovely women.) I hate it when I have dreams like that; the ones that seem so real it's hard fo face the humdrum, cold & windy day, with an annoying, smelly cat on your lap (who is now actually being cute and has popped herself into a drawer) and too much work to do.