The next dream that I had was Greg and I driving home from Santa Monica or something and there were fires literally on every mountain, all of the buildings were on fire and there was a long line of fire all the way to the valley on the 405.
The final dream that I remember was that someone broke into Greg's room in the middle of the night. It freaked me out and I was thinking about what we would do if that actually happened. I hate dreams like that.
I found this picture of me and Greg from when we went to Vegas. I love when there are "pap" shots and this is one of them! The only other one that I can remember that I really like was of me and Heidi hanging out on the beach in Hawaii. I think that we may have been chasing each other with balls of sand... I am going to try to find that picture and I will post it!

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