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weird dreams

it's early in the day, and i may post again later today, but i wanted to share this before i forgot about it:

last night, i had a dream where i ended up dating bobby flay (for those who don't know, he's a chef and one of the food network stars). i think this is weird because in real life i'm not a huge fan of the man. i think he's a tad arrogant. and it wasn't really him, but that's who i saw in the dream....you know how you dream about something and there's someone there who looks like someone you know but it's not really them? anyway, not only is it strange that i end up "with" bobby flay, the dream took on sort of a knight's tale quality -- half modern, half medieval. except, unlike the movie, we were in modern times wearing old clothes (and only the kids were wearing old clothes, actually). there was this little girl who was working in the castle where we were eating dinner at the dinner party. she was really small (and looked like abigail breslin, but that's explained by the fact that i watched part of definitely maybe before i went to bed) and so sweet. i started talking to her and something happened so that she fell in some water of some kind and was soaking wet, so i wrapped her in a towel, took her into a room, and put her on the bed. and in comes bobby flay and some other guy (i guess some kind of castle helper?) and we're discussing how this girl will need new clothes because she's just ruined the only ones she has. i'm really upset but then i get excited about the thought of taking her to get new clothes. so bobby gives me money and we head out (me and the girl). but we head out into some old town, i don't know my way around and we have to find someone to make her clothes. i'm getting nervous i won't find anyone when we see a sign and we go into the store. the lady is super strict and when she takes the little girl, i walk outside for a bit, end up next to this hotel where there are people talking about me, so i get scared and run towards the castle to get help because the driver deserted me and i can't get back to the little girl in the shop and i'm worried she's going to get scared that we left her.
and that's where it ends, with me running into the castle, wrapped in a sheet (no, i don't know why i'm wrapped in a sheet), scared....

other little details i remember:
-at one point, my nails are painted black with white flowers and designs on them, but they're beginning to get chipped (just barely, and they i actually really liked them). bobby likes them, and when i protest that i need to have them redone he says they're perfect.
-there's this other girl who is trying to get the attention of bobby flay. apparently, before i came along they were interested in each other or something. this girl is sitting with me, and i'm really impressed that she's kind of ignoring him because he wants her to be with him. i'm thinking that i'm not sure i could ever do anything like that.
- the only other time this girl comes around is when i'm carrying the little girl to a room. she seems upset that i'm taking care of the girl and not her, but all that happens is we walk past each other in the hall.
- i felt really safe and cared for with bobby flay.

things i would like to know:
-why did i dream about bobby flay? who is he supposed to represent?
-who is the little girl?
-why is it half-modern and helf-medieval?
-why does the design on my nails and the conversation about them stand out so much?


so....i guess that's what i get for eating late at night :)

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