Guess me and Zach have to fight for Justin's attention... woooooo <.<
In other news, I'm getting a cold and colds make me murderous. I also had a highly disturbing dream that my Grandma had a stroke, which came with ridiculous Hollywood production values like a subplot involving some sort of shootout outside my building. WHY DOES A DREAM NEED A SUBPLOT? I demand some sort of Ritalin, to promote singleness of purpose, because otherwise this sort of Daytime Emmy winning material will only get out of hand.