So I had a dream about Anna Kendrick last night.  Now you might be saying, “Hearing about other people’s dreams is boring”.  The good news is that I can’t hear you on account of this being the internet and also the dynamics of space-time being such that you won’t read this until I am done, so you get to hear about my dream!  Lucky you!  So we were at war with Russia and China, and by us I mean the forces of good, not just Anna Kendrick and I.  But we were planning a major assault that would win the war the next day because in my dreams that is how wars work I guess.  I was joining the fight against the Russians and Anna Kendrick was actually leading an all girl squad into China.  Because obviously this is a great idea, I don’t want to brag but my subconscious is a tactical genius.  Anyway, she and I hung out leading up to the battle and she was really cool.  And good news, we won the war!  Again because my subconscious is a tactical genius.  So I woke up thinking about Anna Kendrick cause I slept thinking about Anna Kendrick.  I am fully ok with this, gold star night for my brain.  Today I want to fuck Anna Kendrick.