maybe I should've asked him wtf 'sexual tic-tac-toe' means
So, I had a dream last night that I was hanging out and trading makeup with Adam Lambert. We were on some horrible family vacation or something (not that he was in my family), and we were the only people who wanted to have any fun, so we were bonding in preparation for going out to some event. (Which is so unlike me in real life -- to want to dress up and have fun, or to wear makeup at all, really.) Before I woke up, I distinctly remember being really frazzled about what I was going to wear. I was trying on a lot of lacy bras and camisoles to wear under some sheer top, and I was running in and out of the bathroom where he was getting ready, so I could get his opinion, which was usually just a raised eyebrow but generally positive. There was also a friendly, platonic, but perfectly lovely kiss earlier in the dream as I gave him the keys to my car so he could drive it. Such a weird dream, but really fun. I actually think it was supposed to be a stress dream, given that some of my usual stress dream tropes popped up over the course of it, but apparently Adam Lambert is the antidote to stress.