I watched all but the first 30 minutes of Forgetting Sarah Marshall last night. This was my most favorite part. (Dirty word alert!)
I have crazy dreams. Always have. They're long and drawn out and I remember them in some detail. After a particularly looney one, Ryan joked that I could publish a novel about them, under the title you see on this blog. This isn't going to be about dreams though. Not really. This blog is about all my random adventures, which may or may not include dragons.
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