Okay, I have an embarrassing confession to make regarding last night's dream. Before bed, I was watching What Women Want, that turn-of-the-century masterpiece starring Mel Gibson and Helen Hunt. Because I was fourteen when said flick came out, I loved it. I am fully aware that it is a terrible and silly romantic comedy. If you now have complaints about my character, please address them to fourteen-year-old Julia.

As a result, I dreamt little variations on and snippets of the movie all night long. That's right; Mel Gibson and Helen Hunt were haphazardly (and hilariously) falling in love in my dreams.

Uh, sorry.