Last night I had a dream that Wojciech Szczesny was actually a girl, and he was dropped from Arsenal until they figured out what to do with him. Her? Except I was also there at team meetings during this? (The team meetings seem to have been held on like, bleachers?) But more importantly, I was his friend and was trying to show him things to do around Utrecht since he couldn't play football any more. I think I was trying to get us to the Centraal Museum at one point.
In other news,
I have a Eurovision blog.