Before I forget, if I were you, I'd head over to read what Theresa had to say at edittorrent today - I was relieved to find out that I'm not just being a snob, I'm using the phrase properly! And yes, I'm a grammar geek.
And now, onwards with my own stuff!
I had some truly messed up dreams last night. I don't think I ate anything crazy, and I fell asleep watching one of the movies that I've watched hundreds of times, so I can't figure out why I had these dreams...
In the first one, I was at a restaurant downtown, and I was eating spaghetti (and twirling it with a spoon), and one of the doctors from work was sitting there, staring at me like I was crazy, because I was twirling my spaghetti. Then I woke up.
Then I fell asleep again, and I dreamt about a prison, where there was a group of women who were in this big room, wearing very unattractive orange jumpsuits. They were doing prison-y things, like hanging around and sitting on tables, until suddenly it was time for them to shower (GET YOUR MINDS OUT OF THE GUTTER!). One girl went in, and turned on the water but got distracted brushing her hair, so the next girl couldn't get her shower in time. The second girl, who was inexplicably played America Ferrara, was stuck standing outside of the bathroom in a terrycloth bathrobe (which was waaay too nice to be prison-issue). She got in trouble with the guards for not having a shower. As she was getting hauled off, swearing that it wasn't her fault, I woke up.
Then I fell asleep again, and my next dream starred Charlie Sheen. I was hanging out with him somewhere warm and sunny, beside a pool. Next thing I know, I'm in the pool, and sliding towards the deep end as Charlie warns me that there have been unattended children in the pool, and that I should watch where my feet go when I touch the bottom. Before I got to the bottom of the pool, I woke up.
Weird, no? I really can't explain the random celebrity cameos, especially since I don't watch Ugly Betty, and I haven't watched Two and a Half Men for a while. And I've got NO clue why a doctor was watching me eat spaghetti.
So tonight, I'll be watching Castle, eating chocolate, and crossing my fingers for some less weird dreams.