23.6.2010 The Infamous Christian Bale Shower Dream

I've told my friends about that countless times, so you'll get to know it as well:

Simi, a kid I met on the sportsweek and I were sitting in some kind of bus and swooning over a guy, which then surreptitiously took a photo of me.
Somewhere a woman had a photoshoot with Christian Bale, but didn't go there because she had to pick up her daughter from a party.
Mr. I-am-walking-sex Bale suddenly appeared in the old house of my gramma, coming out of the shower with only a towel wrapped around his hips, stopping in the right arch-door-thing of the living room and taking off the towel. Then he rubbed his back, while shaking his junk right into my face. You see, I was sitting about a meter away from him, and he clearly noticed me, so he starting jiggling around even more.
Back in that bus I was telling DJ the whole story, but some old ladies where eavesdropping on our conversation and started cracking up.

When I woke up, I first was wondering why I was so weird, then I remembered how.. badly-hung Mr. Bale was and laughed for a while. (About 5 cm. Disappointing.)