Weird.
My sister's assortment of makeup jars at least make for interesting reading while I'm brushing my teeth. "Dream matte mousse foundation"? Who dreams about foundation?
Then again, last night I dreamed my environmental justice professor was dating the president of Haverford College. When I woke up I was really glad I wouldn't have to think of a polite way to ask if she knew he was already married.
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