NyQuil is a hell of a drug.
Ok, so I dreamt that I won the Oscar for best costume design. It was for this movie set in a dystopian cyber-tropolis, in which James Spader and Alan Rickman portray two transvestite hitmen with nanotechnological catsuits and makeup. Apparently, in the big climactic fight scene, there were forty different costumes for five minutes of film.
I thanked the academy, and my team.
"I'm high as a kite, and my teeth are green, Merry Fucking Christmas!"
Every gun that is made, every warship launched, every rocket fired signifies, in the final sense, a theft from those who hunger and are not fed, those who are cold and are not clothed. This world in arms is not spending money alone. It is spending the sweat of its laborers, the genius of its scientists, the hopes of its children.
- President Dwight D. Eisenhower
Monday, March 03, 2008
James Spader
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NyQuil doesn't do it for me anymore. They cleaned up the ingredients and it's lost its delightful dream bending appeal.
Omg, I had the same dream, Scooter!
Except, in my dream I was in a filthy public restroom accepting the oscar. So weird.
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