Mexico was there, too, but I won't say where.

I've been having very vivid dreams the last couple of weeks. Let's recount them.

1. I decide to get a map of the United States tattooed on my stomach, with the states filled in with either red or blue, representing the results of the 2008 election. Sorry, I didn't have time to count, so I don't know who wins. Interestingly, Alaska is nowhere to be found.

2. I babysit Britney Spears, who thinks she is at her birthday party. She is strangely emaciated and we take pictures together.

3. I go to a Jimmy Eat World concert that is being held in a small room of a church. I get really excited and declare that I can't wait to see them in Boston. This dream is kind of boringly literal.

4. I party really hard the morning I'm supposed to leave for Mexico and miss my flight. This one is kinda lame because it proves that I worry about everything, even vacation.

5. My brother teases me until I'm so frustrated that I scream into a pillow. This one woke me up in a sweat.

More to come! The apple cider vinegar I've been drinking has the curious side effect of wacky dreams. Maybe I'll start having prophetic ones soon.