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i think he called me once and my husband answered. fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk

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I had a dream about him last night-- I dreamt that I ran into him at a university where I was visiting a friend-- he'd just had an operation the day before, and already he could walk almost perfectly. He also had a girlfriend he was very excited about. He was a professor at the school so he brought me into his office to catch up. Before we could start a conversation my alarm went off. But the jist of the dream was that he was very happy. I hope that comes true for him in real life.

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Does anyone else hear This Music after reading Holly's dream description?

Imagine my jaded-yet-still fragile Burg heart JUMP for a split second when i read a Holly -post that starts with "I had a Dream about him last night...." I'm thinking...<YESSS! Holly finally has come to grips with her fetish for cute crippled perverts, her desire to be with a man that is part Larry Flynt, part Hemingway and part Keith Ricards (without the musical talent)> But nooooooooo.....

Instead in Holly's dream, I have had some MIRACLE Faith-healing surgical procedure, I'm "happily Monogamous"(Who? Me???) with some unknown woman who is NOT-Holly who probably is out running up my AMEX Card at South Coast Plaza while I am blabbing TO Holly in my professors' office, in what has to be a repressed version of HOLLY's admitted fantasy of fucking the shit out of her professor!

jeez....

Still, thank you for the nice, "wholesome" thoughts and well wishes Holly... No matter how much of a closet slutty whore you try to be here at XPT, your sweet, kind loving personality somehow manages to emerge from the filth...

You know what's kinda spooky though....I recently agreed to volunteer my time 2 days a week this Fall at a College here in Connecticut for a couple Business classes dealing with self-employment issues, marketing and management, and disability employment practices. They asked me if I would need a special wheelchair friendly desk for this rinky dink little office they said I could have...now everytime I squeeze into that office I am going to imagine Holly sitting seductively on my desk inserting pencils into my pencil sharpener....