melcreada | I dream in real estate...

Still sick - I feel like I have coughed up a lung, for reals. I am a little worried, cause my breathing is kinda wheezy but I'll give it one more day before giving in and going to the doctor/med clinic.

American Idol was rather anti-climactic for me. I really only watched the finale to see David Cook perform. ♥ ♥ ♥

The other night I had two fabulous, Nyquil-fueled dreams and that is about the only thing I have to report other than I can't believe I'm motherfuckin' sick for the upcoming three-day weekend. !@#$

In the first dream, JP and I bought a gorgeous apartment in a high rise on the beach. It had wood floors and sweeping views of the ocean. I just remember JP had his arms around me and we were looking out the patio doors at the sea. Aw!

The second dream was a little more elaborate. I was working for a big music company (I had my own snazzy office!). I get a call from David Cook who tells me that I owe him lunch to celebrate the fact that he is through recording his second album. I guess he is one of my clients or something. I don't know. So, we go out to lunch and afterwards, he takes me to this huge, beautiful cathedral downtown that is being renovated into living spaces. There are no words...stained glass, stone, wood floors, ridiculous ceilings, and a view of the skyline. He turns to me and tells me he has bought half the cathedral to move into and he asks me to move in with him. Aw!

Then I woke up, without even giving him my answer. Oh, me and my innocent dreams! LOL...

Okay, bedtime. Ugh. Wheezing!!!

I dream in real estate...

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