I wrote a hilarious/informative/intriguing/amazing blog entry last night, (you know, basically the best kind). I felt so great about myself and cherished the fact that I'd have people laughing this morning. Well, I wake up to realize it was all a dream. And as disappointing as that was, it's even sadder that my mind chose this dream as the most pivotal for me to remember. I think I need new dreams. Or a life. Or a doctor.
New, (to me at least), comedian in which has quickly been placed in the "I'll have his babies" column of my life organizer:
This next one, someone animated, but I just love the dreams stuff that comes after the hotel thing!
Oh man! I love him.
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