Day 26: So I met up With Olivia in my dreams again…

I swear she’s dream stalking me… or I’m dream stalking her. I’ll be honest lately my Munn love has waned. I know I know. Don’t beat me. Sorry, other people have cought my attention. Bridget Regan is really hot and Reaper season 2 is about to start Missy Peregrym is in my head and then there’s the one girl I went to high school with and my God the Wal-Mart cashier with the most gorgeous eyes… anyway I don’t think Munn really cares too much for this because she came to me last night. I don’t think she was angry… just trying to remind me of what I’m missing. So here it is:

I don’t know where it really started. I just remember a scattering of things. I went over to my cousin’s house because we were going to see a movie. I was slightly distracted by my cousin’s hamster (she doesn’t have one) When someone walked behind me. Who the hell was that? I didn’t remember Cazzie saying someone else was going with us. Oh, well the more the marrier. My cousin told me she had left something in her room so I followed her back there but cought a glimps into her brother’s vacant room. It was full of clothes and a bed that was all messy. He’s been moved out for months so what’s going on in here. I stepped into the room and looked around. What the crap? These are women’s clothes? Invitations to a party were scattered around on the floor with an old fashioned fountain pin (you know the kind you refill and if you flip the switch the wrong way you get a nasty inky surprise). What the crap is going on here? I guess Cazzie is merging the two rooms together but I’ve never seen her wear these and that doesn’t look like her handwriting on the invites.

“Hey, did you get your invitation?”
“Huh?”
“I sent yours out special. It went out like two weeks ago. You haven’t gotten it yet?”

I turn around and who do I find? Ms. Olivia Munn. She’s sitting in a chair next to the wall holding invitations in her hand scribbling her name at the bottom. I look down and there it is in my hand. She was wearing a black dress that stopped mid thigh but ran up higher when she sat and just below that were a pair of thigh highs… you guys know the ones.

“Yeah, yeah I got it.”
“Good. You better be at my party. It wouldn’t be the same without you.”

I stood there shocked with my mouth agape. I looked down at the invitation and found I had my own personal message written on it that no one else received. (I wish I could remember what it was)

“My brother’s gonna be there…” I looked up to see that she had a very coy smile on her face. I know what she’s thinking.
“Don’t worry. I’ll be there.”
“Well it’s tonight. So don’t be late” Crap. I guess the movie is out.
“So what are you doing here?”
“Oh it just seemed like it was a good place to hide out for awhile.”
Makes sense. It began to dawn on me then… apparently Olivia and I were friends. Um… awesome.

Okay, things get hazy there but that’s when I run into her brother. Noice. He’s with a friend and I’m with my cousin. We’re at the party and it’s very congested. I’m looking around trying to find Olivia but I just keep getting glimpses. Grr… I can’t remember. I know there’s a moment with me and her brother. He says something about being a lonely asian and we kiss but I’m still looking for Munn and chemical warfare. I just don’t remember. I should have wrote this up when I woke up but I didn’t cause I didn’t know if I wanted to or not so this what you’re getting. HA not at all what you expected. Sorry. If something better happens tonight I’ll write it up right away. Sorry for wasting your time. But I have to say John is a pretty good kisser.

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