Just woke up from a really bizarre dream. Wentworth Miller was in it, but instead of it being a sexy dream (as any dream about him should be!), it was just odd, pointless, and kinda irritating.
We were in this huge kitchen and there were a bunch of other people around (I don't remember who most of them were becasue I wasn't interacting with any of them--although I do recall Rube from "Dead Like Me" was milling around) and I was trying to make spaghetti but I kept having to leave the kitchen to do other things.
So Wentworth is hanging around doing nothing and I asked him if he would please put the spaghetti noodles in the water once it started boiling. He said he would and I left do something.
I came back in and noticed that no only was the water not boiling yet, he'd put the noodles AND the sauce into the lukewarm water!
So I go up to him and this is our conversation:
Me: What the hell did you do to my pasta?
Went: You told me to put it in the water, so I did.
Me: Yeah but AFTER the water boiled! And why did you put the sauce in the water too?
Went: Trust me. I'm a chef.
Me: No you're not! You're an actor!
Went: Same diff.
Me: No it's not!
Went: Yes is is!
Me: Shut up!
Went: You shut up!
Me: Fuck you!
I woke up as I was storming out of the kitchen while he stood there with a self-satisfied smirk on his face.
Seriously, WTF?
weird