I dreamt last night that Madonna walked into wherever I was...I think she was in a track suit but I really don't think this was a surreal dream that might have me in a gym...she had intensely piercing Siberian Husky ice blue eyes and when I finally finally mustered up the courage to ask her for an autograph[You have to understand. When I was younger and she was actually the coolest person ever I was truly obsessed with her....and she turned to me and in an tone half indifferent, half bitchy, she said no. I was devastated.

I'm still devastated.