I had a scary dream that Eminem and I were dating or married. That's not the scary part because, well, uhm, how do I put this without losing both my readers... I think Eminem is hot. There! I said it and I don't care what the Internet backlash is---I heart him. Have you seen him in his glasses? Have you, huh? He is one piece of hotness. I like his music as well because I think he is genius when it comes to rapping what he is really feeling. Anyways in the dream, we were together and all was right with the world. I was about 4 or 5 months pregnant too. Let me tell you, I was rocking the designer maternity wear like you would not believe. I was a great step-mama to Hailey and the papparazzi loved me and I loved them. Uh huh. Everywhere were went, we had to take bodyguards (as you would if you dated Eminem) because we were being chased by a very angry and intense George W that wanted Em dead! Just as I saw a bullet spiraling towards us, I woke up in a panicked sweat, realizing I need to let the election results go.