Woe Upon Your Cylon Heart!

So, last night, out of no where, I had a dream that James McAvoy and his wife spent the night at my house. See, my mother had entered me in this contest called "Make McAvoy Your Boy" (yeah, I don't know) to be funny, and lo and behold, I won. However, they didn't tell me I'd won until late late late the night he was there. So there I am, all showered and makeupless, and my mom tells me JAMES MCAVOY IS IN YOUR ROOM! (Yes, my room.)

I immediately spaz. For some reason both Monica and my cousin Katie were there in addition to the normal occupants of my house. I have to go reapply makeup because... that's how I roll. Meanwhile, poor McAvoy and his wife are like, chilling in my room. Also? My uncle Oscar was there, and he came out as like, their envoy, because they were bored and going to sleep.

So, I go into my room, and McAvoy is like, come on in! And I get into bed with them. To effing snuggle. That is what the McAvoy wants to do, snuggle! Mel and Katie were hanging out in my room with us, but Monica was in my parents' room on her laptop cause she was embarrassed. She was also wearing this weird pinkie nightie thing from like, a 50s movie. Anyway. So McAvoy's wife, who wasn't his the wife he has in real life but this nice American girl, loves me and they're being so nice and I'm cuddling with James McAvoy and I think I slept somewhere else, but I'm not sure, cause he was an awfully good cuddler. At one point he said, all earnestly, "You know I can't be your boyfriend, right? Because I'm, um, married." It was so adorable.

In the morning my mom served strawberries for breakfast. Strawberries that were THE SIZE OF MY HAND. They were huge. The McAvoys thought nothing of it, and the dream ended with me and Mrs McAvoy (whose name was Tina or something with a T) going to Kinkos because she wanted to have pictures printed. For some reason this involved me drawing hundreds of hearts on a photocopy screen (?!) because she wasn't a good heart drawer and the screen had to be covered in order for it to work.

Such a totally bizarre dream, man.