Whoring out to The Dream Wizard 101

Ryan is the best guy ever. I woke at 7am out of a terrible dream and called him immediately (it was 10am in Plymouth). He is so generous, he offered to send me his Dream Wizard to help fix things up. To which I replied, "What? you're whoring me out to your dream wizard!!??" Well, since the dream wizard teleports, within an hour I got back to sleep and had only good dreams until 11:30am. Dear god, I haven't slept that late since I was on east coast time. Again, I called him up upon waking up just to say thank you.

Emma has an appointment at the rat vet tomorrow morning, so she'll have to wait until then to get checked out. I hope she is okay, but it looks pretty bad to me. Poor sweet Emma.

p.s. VH1's "my super sweet 16" has got to be evidence of the end of days. That show is frightening.