Monday, October 09, 2006

To Sleep, Perchance To Dream


If you were to say that there is a period of your life that you dream about the most, when would it be?

How often do you change the sheets on your bed?

If you could wake up tomorrow in your own bed, but in another place in the world (indoors or outdoors), where would you like it to be?

If you had to name the worst song to wake up to in the morning, what would it be?

Bonus: (As in optional) If you were to have Shakespeare to dinner tonight and could invite one other person from history, who would you pick?


Leave a comment and let me know you played!

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

Happy Monday all and I'm up and my home blog.

Cat. said...

I'm up.

Can I bring Will and Maya to Hydra for dinner? I'm so wishing we could go back there now, and the food is so good....

Irish Church Lady :) said...

I'm up! And I played last week's too!

ICL's Manic Monday

SirMax said...

I'm late but I played...

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