Thursday, October 28, 2004


I usually don't have dreams about guys that I like or admire. Usually I have dreams about creepy guys and wake up screaming.

Monday morning, I woke up from my dream and remembered part of it. I was hanging out at a bed and breakfast, or something, with two girls I didn't really know. All of the sudden, Brett Favre was there and we were trying to get him to sit down and rest, but he just thought we were creepy. Oh well. At least I finally remembered one.