I had the weirdest dream last night. Shilah LeBouf (or however you spell his name) was with me at a restaurant and he was drunk (after drinking one beer) and drove my car to my house and totally totaled it, but when he got there, he got my other car (obviously a dream...two cars!) and totaled that one two and then the police were out looking for him and he kept calling me telling me how much he loved me.
Okay, now I don't even like this kid. He's not hot and not a good actor. What the heck was he doing in my dream? Shouldn't it be Brad Pitt professing his love? I woke up all confused. Such a WEIRD dream.
On a bright note, my mom sent me cookies! Yipee!
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