Min Jung must be rubbing off on me. I dreamt about all sorts of bloggers last night. Leia, Jessa, Jane, Karen, Min Jung and I were all at summer camp. For some reason we were sitting around a lake getting some sun, talking about boys. Of course, because that's what you talk about at summer camp! There was some French boy I was pining after. (Too much reading about French Fries being called Freedom Fries, I'm afraid.) Later in the dream, we were all waiting tables at this summer camp. Unfortunately this restaurant was 3 stories tall! So I kept passing my friends complaining about how hard it was running up and down stairs and dreaming of a French boy.
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