I dream a lot. especially when I'm stressed. I usually dream that my teeth are falling out, or made of some kind of gummy material and stretching and dripping at awkward times. (I guess when is that not awkward?) Sometimes I dream that I can't bite down all the way, or that I actually run my tongue over my gums and there are no teeth. And it's so real, it's freaky. Or I dream I'm driving and mashing on the brakes and the car is hardly slowing down.
Last night every one of the Real Housewives of New York was in my dream. And the auditions for Last Comic Standing were involved. Stress? I don't know. Vicodin? Probably. Obsessed with trashy TV and maybe want those trashy women to be my frienemies, and possibly want to bring back my funny? Totally.