Mother, make me Gold again..

[mourn_today]

{mood:
-Amused}
{music:Dear and the Headlights-Run in the Front}

I guess I'm making this a dream journal.
My dreams are so freaking vivid and crazy.
now? JON FREAKIN STEWART.
wtf. I love the guy but Ive not enough to dream about him, and the weird part was...Stephen was in the dream too... but I think he was too drunk to talk to me.
It's going to be choppy ish, sorry, memory fails sometimes.
I was in Jon's house and he was having a party, and apparently Jon and I are really good friends and Stephen and his wife are there and I said hey to him and he was completley shit faced.
At one point he thought I was his wife and was asking me to sleep on the couch with him.. and I was like" stephen, I'm not your wife, shes in the bathroom, give her a minute"

and jon and I were talking and it switched to him and everyone at a pool, and mind you, Dream jon had like..fight club brad pitt abs.
V. scary. This is so scattered, I'm sorry. there was so much more to the dream but I'll probly remember it later, and come back and edit it.