What did I eat/drink before I went to bed?
I was fine until I got up at 5:30 to put my dog outside. I went back to bed (when will I learn??) and tried to squeeze in another hour of sleep.
Imagine my surprise when I finally dragged myself out of bed at 7:15, puzzled and slightly icked out by the dream I'd had.
I'd woken up in bed beside Ozzy Osborn, and he'd been a complete gentleman during the night. We dressed, and a guy who looked like Penn (from Penn and Teller fame) greeted me and the three of us drove to a dilapidated beach house. We looked through it, discovered the owner either comatose or dead; it was never really explained. And then Penn alluded to mine and Ozzy's engagement.
I laughed. "But he's not divorced from Sharon yet! We can't be engaged!"
That's when I woke up, shuddering at 1) dreaming I'd slept with Ozzy; 2) 'Penn' thought we were engaged; and 3) what the hell were we doing, walking around this guy's house?
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