Dreams, Dreams, Dream

Dreams are so interesting to me. Having a psych degree & all, I think it's a requirement or something.

Or maybe I'm just so used to it pretending I found them intriguing. (Haha...just kidding...I love dreams and analyzing them.)

Surprise, surprise...but V got me thinking about this...

(Speaking of V, he reads my blog and thinks he should get some sort of payment for the fact that a lot of his thoughts and situations make me think of some great blog posts. I think that my dazzling smile and sharp wit should be plenty payment...)

Anyways...so, it's no surprise to me that V has had the biggest crush, for some reason, on Jessica Simpson.

Long dream short...he had a dream that they were in some beautiful hotel - I was there too, somewhere in the midst of this happening - he asked her when they would be working together and she just started making out with him.

He says that Dream Cami was cool with it...must be because Dream Cami didn't know that he was dream cheating on her. Sheesh. I guess it be better than real life cheating.

I brought that up and he says that making out with a celebrity - dream or not - isn't cheating. He says that if Justin Timberlake (EW. I was a BSB fan - all the way!) made out with me, that he'd be okay with it. I know - he makes totally no sense.

V was so excited about this dream that he told a handful of people the day after the dream as if it had actually happen.

Dream on, buddy, dream on...

Once I composed myself from laughing at his dream and how excited he was...we got down to business.

If your significant other would be given one million dollars for kissing someone other than you - would you be okay with it? 

My answer: As long as I wouldn't have to watch AND I'd get sixty five perfect of it. Only fair right? 

How would you answer?