... So I had the best dream about you two last night. Ali was engaged
to some totally short, weird guy. Everyone was freaking out because they
didn't really know each other. Ali just said it would all be okay and they
would fall in love at some point. We were all over at your house, which
wasn't the house you now live in. It was some other random house. We
were talking about the situation and Ali and little guy walked in. It was
very tense and then the dream was over...
Basically, this is EXACTLY how I imagined it would happen for me... ever since I was a little girl... OK, actually this version only surfaced as a fantasy last year... but, still.
For those of you who wish to have future dreams about me... if I am not getting married in real life, here are your available options for husbands, there are 4:
(1) David Beckham (but, only mute... I don't think I could handle it if he actually spoke);
(2) Wentworth Miller;
(3) Chris Carraba; and
(4) Jared Leto (pre make-up, jean leggings and the no-name band) - the My-so-called-life or the Fight Club years.
If I marry anyone else... namely anyone short and weird... I really don't need to hear about it.
And, if I do, be warned... I am going to attempt to direct my dreams to avenge the ones had about me, and I am not promising that everyone lives in my dreams!