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Hey, remember when I told you my dream and you didn't care? Here's another one, hot off the pillow. Last night I dreamed Drew Barrymore said to me, "I have something for you to put in your next book." And I was like, "Okay." I thought it was going to be an exciting Hollywood story! But Drew Barrymore produced a sheet of paper that was covered with words in an extremely tiny font. The first word of the first sentence was "Shriven." That's all I can remember. Drew Barrymore wasn't wearing makeup in the dream, I noticed.