Here is Anne Hathaway because apparently my brain wanted Anne Hathaway.  I had a dream about her.  She got a job where I was working (interestingly nothing like any place I currently or have ever worked) to study for a role but no one realized it was her.  Except me.  That’s a pretty big running theme in my dreams, that I am the only smart person on Earth.  I get stuff but everyone else is a drooling mouth breather who can meet Anne Hathaway and not know it’s her.  She even went by Anne.  Anyway, she was pretty nice and I told her I knew but she realized she could trust me so we hung out and made jokes.  Thus my dream about Anne Hathaway.  But I woke up going, “She was pretty hot in my dream”.  So today I want to fuck Anne Hathaway.