I had so many vivid dreams last night- the one that stood out the most I think stemmed from my dad getting all excited over the Summer NAMM Show, setting up our WIP booth. I don't remember exactly what was going on, nor do I remember a lot of the connecting bits, but at one point, I was talking to Bill Clinton, helping him into a hotel room and chatting idly with him about something or other, which led later to apparently David Bowie was performing for a select group in an auditorium, and I managed to get in- when everyone was filing out of the room after his "performance" (which consisted of him singing sexily to a guitar) I went up to him and was like "You don't need to say anything, I just wanted to tell you I've had a crush on you since I was seven" or something to that extent, to which he smiled that glimmering goblin-king smile and said "Thank you" and I rushed off in glee only to be woken by my cats having an argument next to my bed.

Aw man, dreams are awesome. No idea how to interpret that one.

There were others last night, but that was my favorite. XD