My girlfriend had the *FUNNIEST* nightmare. . .

[Fretful_Porpentine]

*Originally posted by LeeshaJoy *
**The only thing I can contribute is my dream in which Dr. Evil was teaching my calculus class. Unfortunately, that’s about all there was to the dream: Dr. Evil teaches calculus. He didn’t do anything particularly evil (except make me wear a Catholic schoolgirl uniform to class) and didn’t even teach the class particularly well.

My subconscious doesn’t find celebrities all that interesting, apparently. **

Well, if it’s any comfort, I dreamed I met John Lennon once. This was the full extent of our conversation:

JL: Got a cigarette?
Me: Sorry, no.
JL: It’s raining.
Me. Yes, it is.

John Lennon, dammit. Would it have killed my subconscious to make him say anything interesting?