Two Wrongs Don't Make a Right, But Two Half-Dreams Do Make A Whole Blog

I have had dreams but I haven't remembered them, so now you get two half dreams. Today it suddenly occured to me that this was a dream and not real: I dreamt that I overslept and missed my dentist appointment during spring break and my mom was mad because I wouldn't be able to get another one. I was too because I'm already a month overdue.

Sunday night, after an ABC family-sponsored Harry Potter weekend, I dreamt that Daniel Radcliffe and I were best buds. Definitely Daniel, and not Harry. We had all sorts of adventures together. (But don't worry Julia, it was platonic.) The only one of our crazy antics I remember now was we were in a church-hospital (it was neither one or the other) and were not attending services but wandering around the pediatric ward. We heard a kid crying and went to the nurses' station to be met by Mr. Ed and we were like hey, do you want us to help out with the crying kid? And he was like no, we already called the parents. That's always the last thing I would do, so I went to see if I could make the kid (Jonathan Lopez) stop crying. Shawn Knapp and other TBC Fresno people were in the room holding a crying Jonathan but then I saw he had blood running down the side of his head. So Daniel and I hightailed it out of there.