Dream

I had a dream last night that I was hanging out at the beach with Josh Holloway. Just sitting in the sun, drinking lemonade, reading books. He asked me to go back to the house to get his shirt, and the rest of my dream involved me looking all over this huge beach house for the shirt.

Which makes NO sense at all, because why, WHY would I EVER put any effort into helping Josh Holloway put on MORE clothing?

Dreams are crazy like that.

(Don't worry, there is a real post coming later.)