So I had one of the scariest dreams last night. Lady Gaga was going to put out her new single, but for some reason she had to kill me first, so I'm running around my neighborhood in the middle of the night terrified and banging on peoples doors pleading for them to let me in. Somebody does, and they're totally nice, but a couple hours later she gets really sick and people take her away. Apparently Gaga sent a poisened banana to the house because she knew I was there but the wrong person ate it.
Never been so happy to wake up...