I just had the worst possible dream. Worst only in comparison to life itself.

It was one of those dreams where you're so exhausted that your brain is too tired todream and now it's just reciting your days thoughts in the most random order. I was in Mr. Future millionaires room and he was showing me some paper only in dreams you supposidly can't read anything so I guess that doesn't matter. then he got down on one knee and started professing his love you me, most nearly the same way he did a year ago today. And then I said yes. But I said "yes Mr.Hamster" Then he pushed me off the cliff. And I woke up crying and apologizing to, oh yes, air.

Who does that? I would push me off the cliff too, Mr. Millionaire.