weird...(i dont know why its all underlined)

I had a dream last night that I knew Richard Gere. There was some competition going on and we were there together. I can’t recall what it was about. I only remembered the dream at all because I read the word “hamster” in this cheesy romance book and I recalled the whole gerbil thing. Richard Gere in my dream. So then there was also this old American college. I was there and James Woods was my fiancée. I went around showing everyone my canary diamond engagement ring and I took particular joy in showing Isla Fisher, who was a teacher there. But while they all “oohed” and “aahed” over this huge rock whenever I flashed my hand, my finger was actually bare. No one let on if they noticed and I certainly didn’t say anything.