Probably not a good sign

The state of my life: when thunderstorms woke me up this morning, I was dreaming about Mike Fontenot.  He giving some kind of press conference, talking, I would assume, about his grown-man strength, but sadly I can't really remember that part.  I'm almost sure we were married in this dream.  Perhaps I should stop thinking about him so much, but what can you do, really?

Also: subconscious, next time could I be married to perhaps Geo Soto?  Of course I love and adore Mighty Mike, but not THAT way.