BWAHAHAHA. Oh, bebe. Don't worry — you are perfectly semi-sane. At least as much as I am. (Hee! Cold comfort?!) I've become obsessed with 24 since I bought my brother the first season as a stocking stuffer over Christmas, and last week, I dreamt that I was trapped and handcuffed in a secret prison/holding room with Kiefer Sutherland and begged him to make like Jack Bauer and get our asses outta there.

"Sweetheart, I'm an actor," he said, rolling his eyes and lighting up a cigarette.

At which point I said, "Oh, we're fucked. Gimme a Camel." And I've never smoked anything in my life.

Like I said, totally normal. *g*