Alright, so yesterday (or this morning, rather), after pulling an all-nighter the night before (except for that part when I crashed for like an hour), I went to bed.

And had a weird-ass crazy mother fucka dream.

For instance! I dreamed I was a model. Srsly, wtf? I do not wish to be a model in any way, shape, or form. But yet, I seemed genuinely happy to be there. There was a whole bunch of us, all wearing green sparkly dresses and these like, 6 inch heels. Which is weird, because 1) I don't look good in green, and 2) I hate high heels. And then we just like walked around this fair thing, with this mansion or something... yeah, I dunno.

And then, there was the whole "Chris-Pine-appearing-in-my-dreams-and-doing-some-funky-hand-finger-thing-with-me-that-I-told-my-dream-mother-was-some-kind-of-Vulcan-mating-ritual" thing. He just like showed up at the mansion right before we all left and was like "finger molest!" and I was like, "wtf?"

For one, why is Chris Pine in my dreams? I mean, I might be a little obsessed with the new Star Trek (because it's fucking awesome, btw. ;] ((Shameless advertising! Yayy.))), but still!

The Vulcan mating ritual thing I guess I can understand a little more, considering with my whole current "obsession" thing, I may have "stumbled" upon one or two... or twenty... fanfictions that talk about how Vulcans have very sensitive hands and touching another person's hand is like giving them a kiss and yadda yadda yadda I won't bore you, but Chris Pine? Why is he doing the ritual and not Spock? Weird.

Speaking of Spock! He (meaning Zachary Quinto), was also there. Dressed as a little child. Hat with spinny propeller on top and giant lollipop and all. We had a conversation, but I don't remember what it was about...

Oh, btw! The fair has now become a fancy museum. In a garage. With goats. Yeah, I dunno.

And then apparently I was actually at home (with the sparkly green high heels in a box) and my mom was all, "wtf is your problem?" and I was like, "I just did a Vulcan mating ritual with Chris Pine! -swoon-" and she was all, "riiiiggghhhttt..." But then I was like, "I mean, he held my hand!" And then she like, slapped me, or something, like that, maybe.

Then I actually woke up at like, noon, and discovered it was all a dream.

I can't figure out whether I'm relieved or disappointed.

So yeah.

That's it.

kthxbai.

: D