I always have weird dreams.
Last night I dreamt that I had loads of those lottery type scratchcards, but they were from a private company. I won �5,000 and when I went to collect the prize I was told to go to an address near Reading. I knew it was some sort of scam and I wouldn't get my money so I dragged my brother along with me. Anyhooo, we got there and there were lots of little cubicle offices in this building. Then my sister came out of one and told us that Art Garfunkel was in one of the offices and he was being ripped off by this company and only the 3 of us would be able to help him. So we set up a very complicated plan as to how we would pretend to work for this company in order to inform Art Garfunkel that he was being conned.
Another recent dream involved my boyfriend being a hairdresser and entering the top hairdressing competition where they do weird and wonderful creations. I was his assistant. :o/
I'm mad.
Who the hell dreams about Art Garfunkel anyway???!!!