Such a strange dream. I and my old friend Felix went to visit someone in Finland. Not a wish fulfillment dream, for sure, because I never had the least desire to visit Finland. I thought it must have been winter because it got dark very early, but our host said it was spring and wasn’t it wonderful to have more daylight.

I realized I had a down jacket but hadn’t even brought a sweater. Felix and I were wondering where we could go to buy some cigarettes. Why we hadn’t bought duty-free ones before beginning our trip, I don’t know.

I dozed off, woke and asked our host if his girlfriend would mind us being there. She was sitting on the other side of the room, said “not at all”.

Yes, definitely a strange dream.

Ain’t Aries wunnerful.

Sex-filled dream last night. Three men I’ve never actually known. Must be premature Spring Fever.

Well, the Olympics and the Oscars are behind us. I was happy with the Games but far less so with the Academy. I think they snubbed Avatar out of pure jealousy. And sorry, I just don’t like Sandra Bullock.

Now the main television focus is on American Idol. This is the first season I have watched it, having gotten fascinated by Simon Cowell via clips of Britain’s clone, X-Factor. Very entertaining show although I’m nervous about three favorite young men this week since everyone has to sing a Rolling Stones song. (Never mind the Idol backing band just isn’t up to it.)

I do hope Aaron Kelly opts for “Angie”.