I keep having ridiculously realistic dreams.
Case in point - yesterday afternoon T and I were having one of our afternoon marathon napping sessions, and I woke up in a panic because the DB sperm donor was in it. The dream? He found out where we moved to and was camped out trying to get me to take him back. Okay, that would potentially happen in real life. What wouldn't? I WAS ACTUALLY CONSIDERING IT. WTF. Please note I didn't go back to sleep after that.
I feel like it's a sign that I'm going to see him in public. I would have to go all ghetto white girl on his ass. Or pretend I've never seen him before. Either way, I'll probably pee myself.
(from 2/23/2011)
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