Dream a little dream with me...

I've been having terribly weird dreams recently. I'm not sure why either. Maybe it's because I have been falling asleep while watching TV. Or maybe because I'm taking an obscene amount of caffeine. Anyway, after the dream when Shaq ate me like a slurpee, I decided to chronicle my dreams. Here's the one from last night. If nothing else, it's entertaining.

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Sent at 9:53 AM on Friday
me: awesome
that's good that you're working in the mean time
i had a really weird dream last night
or this morning actually
where for some reason, you and i and this guy called megan harney
and i carefully asked her how she was and she was talking about how she was terrible because she had just gotten her stomach pumped
and then i was like "oh geez i didn't know" and she said something like "sorry, i just assumed you did"
and then almost instantly i was on the phone with you
and i was asking about all the things that you were doing in your free time before work starts
Sent at 9:58 AM on Friday

me: and you were like "well i actually dont have any free time because im in Afghanistan right now"
and after i freaked out a little bit you said "yeah they're training me to be a legal spy"
and i said that i really wanted that job
Sent at 10:00 AM on Friday

me: but then i realized i was a spy for the Aamerican government and they had actually asked me to put you to a test to see if you could conceal that you were a spy
so when i coughed you changed your story to be like "haha like they would ever want me as a spy" and the govt bought it
but the agent in the background on my end was telling me that it was time to start my mission
and then you were telling me all about this fake paper work that you were doing although you didn't tell me it was fake
the line went dead
how sweet is that
Sent at 10:03 AM on Friday

Meghanne: carrie, what did you take last night
Sent at 10:05 AM on Friday
Meghanne: hahaha

oh carrie

Sent at 10:12 AM on Friday