flanhoodles:

Last night, I dreamed that I was forced to go on a date with Karl Rove. Here's what happened:

Jodi and Nicole were on a double date with George W. Bush and another member of the former president's cabinet. (I don't remember who.) I think Nicole was on the date with George Jr., and Jodi was stepping out with the anonymous cabinet member.

During the course of this date, they were (of course) talking about their wonderful, intelligent, hilarious and beautiful friend, Lynn. After hearing all this, W said, "You know, I think your friend would be perfect for my good friend Karl Rove." Nicole and Jodi, hearing this replied, "She would love to go on a date with your friend, former White House Chief of Staff Karl Rove."

They didn't even ask my permission! They just accepted for me. Poor form.

Anyway, I was forced to go on a date with Karl Rove. Then, at the end of the date, he tried to kiss me! I said, "No way Karl Rove! I have a boyfriend. Besides, I don't even want to kiss you!" He was not very happy about that.

The end.

Friends, for future reference, please don't agree on my behalf for dates with any members of former President George W. Bush's staff, cabinet, team of analysts, or advisers.

Monday, February 22, 2010

Why I am mad at Jodi

Last night I had a dream that I was back in Bellingham, and there was an awesome, 80's dance party to go to. Kelly, Lindsay, Courtney, Erin and I were getting dressed up and planning to dance our shoes off to some killer 80's tunes, but Jodi...refused to go! She claimed to be "too cool" for an 80's dance party.

What a bitch.

Then to make matters worse, the 80's dance party was cancelled! No 80's dancing for anyone. I was so, so sad.

Then I woke up, and I was still a little sad.