Two nights ago I won an Academy Award for Best Supporting Actress but due to the fact that the telecast went over time, my acceptance speech was not aired. However I got to hang out with Johnny Depp who was in a wheelchair and looked like Willy Wonka, a mini Jessica Simpson, and my brother who was dressed in his "canterbury Tales" costume except that it was black. He won best actor. I had a big serving tray covered in white paper which all the famous people around me signed. Johnny Depp had a very weird autograph. The Jessica Simpson type person signed it and put a beauty pageant pic of herself on the try. I wondered why my PR people didnt give me pics to hand out. Then I was in an outdoor arena (all the seats were filled with snow)watching team Canada play and I disguised myself as a man to join them. I was found out but ended up getting the guy in the end- after much angsting, of course. I think Draco Malfoy was in there somewhere.

Last night I had my wisdom teeth removed after Dad painted my teeth with chocolate. Shiraz kept trying to lick it off. I forgot to book off time from my job as an art teacher at Saint Mikes so I went in and saw Mrs. Cow- whom I later asked to give me her art (I found out that she had it by finding a magical manuscript). Only my name was not Nikki, it was Angeline Pearce, and I had gotten the job through false pretenses after my mom was killed. She was in a supermarket playing with old bombs with the guy who played the bank security gurad in "Sweet Home Alabama". I was scared and ran outside, hoping it was a dud, but the bomb exploded and killed her. Thus led to be getting dressed up in a lilac colored short/vest set with a big black hat and getting a job at Saint Mikes. It had a longer name, but I could never remember it. This way I got myself off the street. But it turned out that "Art" was actually "band" because I tried teaching these kids to play. I wanted them to play a Xmas concert- tehd rummer I gave black cast iron pots of varying sizes to pound a rhythm on.

Mom woke me up, eventually. But I have to wonder what I'm doing before bed that allows me to dream so.