So, last night I had a nice dinner, two glasses of wine, and... a couple sniffs of some generic nasal decongestant that expired in 2007.
My dreams were amazing! One of them was that I was super late to rehearse a play I was directing, on account of spending too much time in Boston, buying my actors delicious pastries. $90 worth of pastries! Yum. Another was that I looked awesome wearing a skin-tight, navy-blue snow suit, and someone else's short black hair. (See above pic.)
The best part? I *still feel* like I look awesome, and I've been awake for hours! I can't smell or taste a single thing. But I feel wicked. Take that, Head-Cold! xox