i just remembered that i had the funniest nightmare. i lived in some swanky beverly hills neighborhood with all these actors on my block and i was walking home from god knows where all spent, looking like death and crazy hungover. i tried to sneak through backyards so no one would see me and ended up crashing some huge black tie gala event at one of my neighbor’s house where all these celebrities were. so all eyez were on me and i walked past Jack Nicholson in a tux who was on his cell phone talking shit about me, mumbling something like “Audrey needs a makeover.” Then I was like “I CAN HEAR YOU, JACK.” really pissed off, and then he said “Yeah yeah, I want my camaro back that you borrowed.” i guess i borrowed it like a neighbor borrows a cup of sugar?

then I woke up. i think i hate jack nicholson now.