Ya did good folks. Ya did good! I'm not even American and I feel a bit giddy. Democracy does exist. FANCY THAT?!
So, I woke up from a nap about 15 minutes ago (gimme a break, I was majorly tired and naps are the greatest luxury ever) but in it I had a dream that Miranda Priestly had a mental breakdown and went stumbling through Melbourne and then hooked up with, of all people, Cate Blanchett in a supermarket before collapsing. Then I woke up in a mansion and randomly had a catfight with a bunch of people I didn't know before going downstairs to watch the Grammys - who knows why. Then New Order appeared and they started to play "Age of Consent" and then a lunatic started bashing his guitar everywhere and then I woke up. When I did wake up though I had Donna Summer's "This Time I Know It's For Real" stuck in my head so that must've showed up at some point. That, or those pesky Young Divas were there and I don't remember it.
I have the most screwed up dreams.
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That might be your weirded to date, to be perfectly honest.
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