Did you get older doing nothing today?

For the past two weeks, I've been dreaming of the most random things. Everyday. Everyday. Everyday. It's gotta stop!! From a little boy who chooses to live in Mcdonald's to Ricky Reyes wanting to put black satin eyeshadow on me (to be more accurate, black sateen)... it's too much. It has actually gotten to the point that I include "Please, God. No more dreams," in my evening prayers. I mean, aside from having to contend with the tiring side effects of hypothyroidism, I really think my subconscious is being inconsiderate.

Come on, now.

I feel so violated - like all these characters are prying my head open with a crowbar to get in every night. Please stop.

Anyway, here's a prize. From Phoenix's new album "It's Never Been Like that," my favorite track: Consolation Prizes