Two hot steamy nights with Rob

Disclaimer: It's really muggy here at the moment. Hence the hot, steaminess. Sorry to disappoint.

In the last week I have had two Rob dreams. Now usually, I lay in bed, basking in the glory that was the dream, and then get up, go to work and promptly forget everything. So, today I am spending time on the clock writing it down, so that I can share it with you h00rs. Cos y'know, TwiredJen started it....
 

Last night's dream: I was going to interview Rob for something, think I was a reporter or similar. Anyway, I had to walk for MILES up a hill to get there, and was all worried about being sweaty. Then, I get halfway and realise i've got no shoes on. Hmmm. Had to go back to the car, and on the way there, dropped the iPod that had all my questions prerecorded. Luckily, I found that again on the way back. It looked like  Wii nunchuck, BTW. Sure, THOSE are the details I remember...

So I finally make it to the top of the hill and into this room, which looked like a primary school classroom. And there sits Rob, in his maroon suit jacket (but with casual clothes, jeans I think) he was stoked he got to keep the jacket after the Eclipse premiere. Kristen was there too, just hanging out. I don't remember much about her... think I blocked it out.
 

Hey there. Sit, chat a while...

I start asking Rob questions and he was really chatty and smiled a lot. I think I woke up to pee then (curses!) and spent the next half an hour willing myself back into the dream. Of course that never happens.

This brings me back to previous Rob dream I had earlier in the week. Seriously, I must be reading way too p0rn before bed. Not complaining! A single gal will take whatever she can get...

Ideally, I'd like this. Please?

Anyway, the other dream. I don't remember all the details about this one, hence I haven't blogged earlier. However, what I can tell you is that I was working in the crew on one of his movies. For his part, he was required to wear a strap on pregnancy belly, and arse. Like, junk-in-the-trunk arse (OK Jamie, ass, whatever).

So fucking funny. He HATED wearing it, and ran back to the trailer everytime they called 'cut' so he could get rid of it. He was like a whiny child - "I'm hot, it's itchy" blah blah blah. An incredibly spunky whiny child though... mmm...
 

Like this, but scarier. Yup.



He's bringing sexy back.



Yeah, so that's my exciting night life. Anyone else have crazy twi-related dreams?