My alcohol-riddled mind played games with my dreams last night. I had a dream involving the movie Once... which I haven't seen! I don't even really know much about it other than it involves two people and they sing some songs. Possibly in... Ireland? I'm not sure. Basically those were the only things that my mind knows so they were the only things incorporated into my dream.I also dreamed that Bill Paxton (?!?) had gone mad because a special box of chocolates. Then later I was in this rundown old motel and saw Oprah Winfrey there (as you do) and she was handing out the same boxes of chocolates. And then, and this is the even more bizarre part, when I went to say "You gave those chocolates to Bill Paxton" I actually said "You gave those chocolates to Bill Pullman" and then Oprah and I laughed and we joked about how I said the wrong name.
So in conclusion:
Thank you very much. I am the greatest.
