Last night I had a dream about Jensen and Jared (well, at some moments they seemed to be Sam and Dean, but whatever). In it, they were my cousins, or close family friends that were LIKE cousins, or maybe Jensen was my cousin and Jared was just a close family friend (since he is Jensen's BFF and all). Anyway, there was this whole thing where for some reason Jensen needed my email address so he could send me links to all his STEALTH!HIDDEN! social networking pages (they were still actors and didn't want the fangirls to find them, lololol, which meant they each had only like ten friends on facebook) and then I was eating lunch with Jensen and my one of my other cousins (one of my actually-exists-in-the-real-world cousins) and my other cousin had to leave and I was just eating lunch with Jensen. It was weird because I could tell that the dream was TRYING to turn into a sex dream involving Jensen and/or Jared, only it kept running into the problem that the initial set-up involved them being my cousins, and then it just gave up on even trying and I woke up a full thirty minutes ahead of my alarm clock.

I find dreams where the dream mechanisms are exposed to be pretty hilarious. It's like the dream wherein someone asked about my husband and I could feel the ~dream creator~ panic and start coming up with backstory about my husband, and then sorting through names, and it tossed out a bunch of boring names like Ryan before settling on Andre Agassi and making him a tennis-playing spy (wtf, dream, wtf) even though I know nothing about the real Andre Agassi other than that he plays tennis and is occasionally in the newspaper (in my dream, he was Italian and way hotter than he is IRL, which I know because I looked him up on wikipedia the next day to see what random details the dream got right). Or like the dream wherein evil clones were grown out of blue glowsticks, and were all named after characters played by Jason Dohring and Jensen Ackles, which I didn't even realize until like two days later.

Dreams are silly.