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I love dreams. Last night I had the best one ever. I don't remember a lot of the details, but it makes me happy every time I think about it. 

Two of my good friends and I were at a bank. Only it wasn't really a bank--you know how dreams are: you say something is something, but it looks nothing like it--and we found out that there was going to be a robbery because we were being all CSI-like...doing some investigating. So we set up this plan where we would be taken hostage and then we make the robber think we were on her side and then overtake her. There was a lot more to it, but I was really sad when I woke up. I like how I'm smart in my dreams...

Except the whole sugar-free escalator thing...that's a result of working too many hours at the coffee shop.

Latest obsession: type "So You Think You Can Dance Bleeding Love" into YouTube and watch Chelsie and Mark. Wow. Chills. 

Favorite song of the week: "Dancing" by Elisa.

I don't even like to dance.

This post is...how do you say...RANDOM.

I need a job in Lincoln.