Until then, this is all I have the time and energy to say:
Last night, I had a dream that I had polio. I went to a witch doctor to see if she could cure me and, while I was there, she gave birth to a spider that hatched and became Margaret Cho dressed in a purple Snuggie. The only part of this dream I can explain is the Snuggie, and that is because I recently found one in my apartment and proceeded to pimp that shit out on my couch for 4-6 hours.
On that note, whoever it is that left that Snuggie at my house, please reclaim it. Or maybe don't. I actually kind of love it (sad, but true).
Anyway, if you have any insights about the rest of that dream, please share. I'm pretty concerned for my mental health.
P.S. Thank you all SO much for offering to help me move!!!! See you on Saturday at 2 p.m.