I had a dream last night that myself and a friend of mine (I haven't seen her in years - she moved to India) went to a Yankees game, and I found a fly ball that was hit by Derek Jeter the day before. I had to climb a huge ladder in order to get an autograph, but I made it. He signed the ball and we took a picture together. That friend of mine then turned into Heather and she got a picture with him too. Suddenly, I'm back at my parents' house taking a shower, and that friend of mine was also in the bathroom with Derek (yes, we were on a first-name basis). He was peaking into the shower at me, and was wearing a red, white, and blue speedo. I stared a little bit - could ya blame me? I got out and went to get dressed in my room, but Derek and my friend took a shower together. I was totally jealous. He came into my room, and I made my move. He asked me about my boyfriend, but I didn't care, so I pulled him on top of me. We were making out...and it was good.
*sigh*
The photo of the day kind of relates to my dream:
When I drink, I sometimes hump people's legs.
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