I had a non-sex sex dream last night. By that I mean it was me, Astrid from “Fringe” and Sawyer from “Lost” in this big house trying to have a threesome. But we just couldn’t get it together like in some weird romantic comedy where you’re constantly getting cock-blocked by tea kettles going off or somebodies mother phoning up.
Anyway, at one point I took a slow-moving, motorized wheelchair (!) down this long road/pier to get some coffee and when I got back Astrid and Sawyer were having sex with each other. I was sad and hurt and got into the hot-tub to drink. The End.
I thought about this later and asked myself: Why does JJ Abrams hate me?
