You want to read yesterday's entry. It was an installment of Sally's Porn Club.But, last night involved a dream wherein I made out with John Mayer. It was the type of dream where you could feel things, the pressure of his lips against mine as well as the interaction that comes with a french kiss. It was nice. Little details of the dream kept trickling in today, starting when I was waiting and getting the flexpipe on my car replaced.
It made me giggle. In the middle of a Saab dealership, I giggled. And I just did it again.
