Sounds like everyone had fucked-up dreams last night. Me too. I dreamed I was a screamy, weak-at-the-knees Brad Pitt fan who stalked him into a parking lot and irritated him by pawing his sweater. But them he gave me a kiss and the dream fast-forwarded to a few weeks later where we were a happy couple and Milla Jovovich was pissed off at me for stealing her boy. She’s not with him in reality, just my weird celebrity dream. So suddenly I’M Milla, and filling the house with bugs to freak him out. I smear dead bugs all over the walls and stuff. Crazy.