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Oct 13, 2008 16:28

Okay, unrelated to what I actually plan to write- the semi-homemade lady, Sandra Lee....really must have a million fucking dishes.

Anyway. Subject. Dreams. I can usually see how they relate to my life. there's something about that make sense. I had one about a year ago in which Madonna was there in a salon parlor wearing a little yellow tube top with a black bra over it and she was shaving (not waxing, shaving) my thighs while I attempted to make small talk and she ignored me. Definitely the number one WTF dream.

Until maybe last night.

In my dream last night I was a male escort at some sort of fancy event like a gala or something. And John Stamos shows up and is apparently in love with me and is trying to have sex with me. And my general reaction in the dream was a mixture of boredom and that men falling in love with me was a hazard of my work.

What. The. Fuck.

The only reason that the Madonna dream may make less sense is that John Stamos was gay in this most recent dream and there's nothing surprising about that.
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