This is what happens when you watch a lot of porn right before bed, I guess. I remember distinctly in my dream that he wanted to make out with me, and I had to say "No, sorry, I have a boyfriend."I woke up a bit later and was like... WAIT, that was a dream? AUGH! I tried to go back to sleep but you can never continue like that. Sad times. That could have been one for the ages.
I told Chris in the morning, and he just laughed. For the record, he clarified that dream-hookups are fine. So... Mr. Sandman, if you're reading this blog, bring me a dream Jamie again, some time soon, k?
