Here Comes the Bride.

Ew. Last night I had a dream that I had a date with Taylor Hicks. It actually started out as a date with some dude I don't even know named Jay. Who is Jay? No idea, but apparently I was kind of embarassed to have a date with him, too.

Oh yeah. I was embarassed about Taylor. And I just kept saying, when people seemed incredulous, "Um, he's People magazine's #1 bachelor, duh." Haha.

I woke up before I actually went on the date. But not before I spent a hella long time preparing for it.

I don't even like Taylor. Not one bit. And barely watched American Idol (what's the point after the auditions, really?).