last night i had a dream that dylan and karyn were counselors at a summer camp. i was going to film the campers for a week so they were showing me around. one of the head camp ladies sent her little minions to attack me with water balloons. instead of freaking out, i very calmly moved my equipment out of the line of fire and asked them nicely to stop drenching my technologies. the lady got ridiculously angry with me and dylan (who was acting as my PA, as he is in real life) and decided to punish us. i stayed calm and mature for a ludicrous amount of time, but finally lost it and began shouting about how they had been ruining my equipment and they should be the ones fined, etc etc. i ended my tirade by saying, "now IF you will excuse us, dylan and i are going to see the 8 pm showing of New Moon and need to leave early to get seats."
psychoanalyze, please.
Jamie out.
