So, two nights ago I have a dream that I'm explaining to someone who Howard Hughes is. I was talking about the Landmark hotel in Las Vegas and how Hughes owned it and spent the last of his crazy life there. Anyway, the person in my dream (I think it was a female) didn't know who Howard Hughes was, so I had to explain it all. Didn't Hughes get credit for inventing the underwire bra? I think he did...

And last night I had a dream that it was New Year's Eve aned at the stroke of midnight I started crying. There's a reason for this that I won't go into right now (and probably the reason I will be at home this NYE). So my sister's trying to comfort me and we end up shopping for groceries with the wrestler Triple H, who was harassing me.

Both were super vivid and bizarre.