Dreams and red nail polish

I had a dream several days ago about myself and a faceless guy. I can no longer recall the details of the dream but here's what I vaguely remember about it:

I was cuddling with some guy. He's not really faceless but I haven't seen anyone having that face before and in my dream, it felt like the guy was Beb though he did not even slightly resemble Beb. He was so maasikaso and thoughtful and sweet. I felt sooo happy and contented.

That is all I can remember. I know it's not a very satisfying account of my dream and I would love to make stuff up just to make things more exciting but I'm not in one of my creative moods today and I'd rather expound on the fact that I felt very uneasy about what I dreamt about.

I'm not a shrink and I do not have powers of divination to be able to interpret my dream but I think this might have something to do about how I wanted things to be between Beb and me.
Don't get me wrong...he's okay (for lack of a better adjective) but I just wish he would try to do little things for me. Like text me once a day (at least) just to tell me that he's thinking of me.

The self-analysis needs to be put in another entry.

It has always been said that dreams are outlets of what you secretly desire. Well, I desire a lot of things and I've never been much of a dreamer (i.e., a person who dreams a lot during sleep).

Joy, my best friend, always has the most outrageous dreams.

One of my favorites is the yellow-car-door-turned-shoulder-bag dream. Joy was riding in her ex-boyfriend's car (which was painted yellow) and I'm not really sure what happened but she suddenly grabbed the car door and carried it on her shoulder like a shoulder bag. It is sooo funny!

It's really amazing how Joy can remember even the smallest details of her dreams. I can't. Even if I just had the most erotic dream ever! But then again, she wasn't given two doses of anesthesia.

Why can't I have dreams like that?! Is it because I'm a pessimistic, moody bitch? No, don't answer that question.

I've painted my nails red today. It's been a long time since I've painted my nails anything. I'm planning something for Beb for Sunday. Red makes me feel sexy, seductive. Uh, correction: sexier and more seductive. Meowrrr...