I'm about go get TMI here, so bear with me for a moment while I tell you about last night's dream.

Well, I have to say you haven't had a weird dream until you've dreamt you're in an orgy. Those things are just fucking bizarre. See, out of the blue I'm there in the middle of one when the good stuff has already started. It was like being in a human dumpster, but everyone there was pretty much alive. Believe me.

So, as I said, I was in the middle of an orgy wondering who were those people, because I didn't know anyone there. Which is weird per se, because someone must have brought me there, don't you think? But maybe this person was otherwise engaged in other, um, activities. So there I was, wondering what was I doing there, surrounded bu all these stangers. And woah, where are you sticking that finger, dude? Who's that guy sucking my toes? Are those big breasts I'm feeling being rubbed against my back? And omigod, is that a woman going down on me? I hope so, because there's no way that guy's dick is fitting in here. No-oh.

I was freeeeeeaked out. Which is a shame, because I think I would have enjoyed the dream more if the bodily-fluids-sans-condom situation wasn't that worrying. However, it seemed I wasn't going anywhere. And I stayed there for a while, being fucked like an inflatable doll in a frat party.

I woke up feeling a little abused, I must admit.

Anyway.

Oh yeah, my twin soul is having her 25th birthday today. I love you, Tate!