No one ever talks about the horrible side effects of watching too much reality TV. Sure I may find Nick and Jessica funny, and the mouth on Paris and Nicole amusing, but really I don't want to dream about them. I have a sickness.

In my waking dreams last night I was transported to a rather grand wedding with friends and family. It was a crazy complex lined with marble hallways and contained a red theatre full of pub chairs and a dining hall with one extremely long table garbed in red linens and the best china. Outside the complex was a motel with random rooms that felt like they had been pieced together from cottages and trailer parks.

This wedding was for Nick Lachey and Jessica Simpson, and I can't even fathom why my family and friends were there. You had the option of watching the ceremony in the theatre or heading to the dining hall. I got separated from everyone and couldn't decide what to do.

I checked out the dining hall to find Julie and Kurt sipping the bubbly and pounding back caviar covered crackers. A quick conversation revealed they had no idea why they were there anyway, so they thought they would make the best of it and have a nice meal. Kurt was also opposed to anyone who was once in a boy band.

Next was the ceremony, the theatre was dark and I couldn't find anyone I knew to sit with. Nick was crooning away on some song as I sat in the back row. Looking over I realized I knew the person beside me from several years ago. She started babbling louder and louder. I tried incessantly to quiet her, sshing the best I could. It wasn't good enough. Jessica Simpson was sitting two rows ahead and kicked us out for disturbing her wedding.

With no where to go I went back to my motel room and lay on the bed until people came back. Em came in and proceeded to change into her dinner outfit. Once down to her under garments, my mother entered the motel room. I panicked and warned Em, and she dashed into the bathroom. Unfortunately not fast enough as my mother saw her and proceeded to chase after her calling out names. That's when I woke up.