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Clearly I've gone mad. My afternoon weird dream involved making dozens enchilada/egg roll type things and yelling at Ianto Jones because he burned a couple of them when he was supposed to be watching things in the kitchen. Then Michael Stipe gave my birthday flowers to some other girl, and Heidi Klum was bitchy on my behalf. Then I yelled at everyone. I swear I don't really watch that much television.