I had a dream last night that Anthony Kiedis, from the Red Hot Chili Peppers, wanted me. Badly.
Now I don't find Mr. Kiedis particulary attractive. Nor do I have many dreams of this...ahem...nature. I did recently attempt to read a biography on his life, although it wasn't quite interesting enough for me to finish.
Unfortunately for me (more unfortunately for him), in this dream I realized that I was married, loved my hubbie, etc. Darn that reality seeping into dreamland!
I spent most of the dream avoiding this guy. What a waste of a good dream!