blushing at the memory

“look at this,” shawn said.
“oh man,” i said looking at yet another ad similar to one we had concepted out months and months ago.
“i know,” he said.
“hey,” i shouted. “i had a dream about you last night.”
“really,” he said.
“ohhhh,” i said blushing at the memory of a dream involving tangled sheets and what not.
“what?”
‘i can say.”
“don’t make me go to iwilldare.”

yeah, i also had a dream that a husband of one cousin joey’s friend’s died.

weird.

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2 Comments

  1. joey 11.Sep.03 at 11:33 am

    ok, that did not make sense….sorry.
    usually i enjoy reading your habitually smooth perceptions of life but this time i think you were hitting the crack pipe babe.
    transfixed as usual,
    joey

  2. jodi 11.Sep.03 at 11:37 am

    i had a sex dream about shawn and it was embarassing because i was remembering it at the same instant i told him about it.