No Really.

I'm 27. I live with my boyfriend in a largish city in the midwest. I'm a therapist. I work with kids with severe behavioral issues.

If you don't laugh, you're dead.

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Fri Mar 13

Big Boy for dinner at 9pm does this

Last night I dreamed that I was on Lost. Then I was on Survivor. And Survivor was set on an island in the middle of the Ohio River. Then we got to take a cruise to Dayton (which is not on the Ohio River.) Then I wasn’t on Survivor anymore; I was on Hell’s Kitchen, and the Dayton trip was something my team had won. Then I totally hooked up with Gordon Ramsay in a hotel room (he had a hairy chest and was wearing a teal silk robe), and my last thought before waking up was “Maybe I need to drop out of the competition now. Nobody’s gonna like me after this.” Gordon Ramsay also, prior to the hooking up, told me that I was a “biatch”.

Now I’m going to watch my DVR’d Hell’s Kitchen and I can’t stop giggling about it.