I keep tabs on my sex dreams because they're pretty rare. If we take a moment to do math, I'm 25 and I've had 17 sex dreams. I don't think I actually started keeping count until I was 17 or so, so really, they've been all squashed together, but I don't think I've had many in comparison to others. Then again, maybe the others are just lying to me.
But anyway, I'm not going to give details because I'm not a total blog skank. However, I will tell you that this was a wonderful dream on two levels.
1. It was partially about Jake Gyllenhaal. Apparently my Hugh Laurie crush has overtaken and the Jake part of my subconscious wants some attention, too. In the dream Jake and I fell in love. Hard. But, you know what I did? I cheated on Jake. I cheated on Jake with a real-life friend (shout out to Jeff! This will make him indescribably happy). Jake was crushed and he cried.
2. The sex part was awesome!
That is all.