Here's another
what-you-eat-and-watch-on-tv-is-what-you-dream scenario from last night:
Dinner/snack: Homemade nachos with guacamole, adobo salsa, diet lemon-lime soda (generic store brand, natch.)
Before Bed Viewing:
Foreign Correspondent (Alfred Hitchcock comedic thriller, 1940),
The Venture Brothers, Cartoon Network.
Dream: Attending a teenage/college-age house party and making out with a shy but adorable
Will Ferrell ("Stay Cool!") in a basement laundry room while dodging the wrath of two "bad girl" toughs out to beat me up as well as avoiding the slick antics of someone resembling the ever-so-"money"
Vince Vaughn.
Persistent Theme: Making out in dank basements with older guys...(see previous entry). I've never heard of a laundry-room fetish but I guess there's a first time for everything...