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Like Jaclyn, I've had my own dreams set in the magical world of "America's Next Top Model." But, keep in mind, I've been taking burritos to help me sleep and, I'm not exactly sure, but I think it's making my dreams more insane than usual. (Actually, I'm taking Melatonin.) A few weeks ago, for instance, I dreamed Javiar Bardem was holding my hand. But in order not to scream about it, I had to pretend I was a narcoleptic.
Anyway, back to my "Top Model" dream, which happened maybe a month ago.
In the dream, Tyra Banks was trying to tell me how to be a good parent, based on her experience with the contestants on her show. So, photographs of each model – and Mike Hurl from high school – were placed on a picnic table while Tyra talked about his or her specific problems. (I don't know if I should even bother mentioning these problems because they were strange and I don't remember them well. For a start, Laura's problem was that she'd seen a giant glass airplane that was covered in evergreen trees crash in a field.)
At one point, I started to feel like a terrible mom. And the reason I felt this way … wait for it… was because Jennifer from "Top Model" was able to dribble a basketball up a wall.
I don't remember the rest of it. Please analyze in the comments.
