my neighbor Britney Spears

Britney Spears was in my dream last night. In some kind of magical way, she just like, lived next door to me. I was walking down the alley, past her back door, and she called out to me "Hey! Do me a favor! I'll pay you!" I very nonchalantly walked into her house, which looked like the house I grew up in, and in the kitchen she asked me to write a letter to someone. She gave me a pen and paper and threw $22 at me. Two tens and two ones. She was all wound up and really bitchy about it and had that same stupid outfit on she's been wearing every day: thick cloth headband, annoying sunglasses, spaghetti strap tank top, short shorts, cowboy boots. I was very calm about it; I was not even thinking that I was in a famous person's house. I was just like, there's my crazy neighbor and her poor kids. But instead of two little boys, her oldest was a 9 year old girl, and I remember thinking, wow, it has been a long time since I looked at the gossip blogs! The girl was very sad that her mother was crazy and never gave her any attention. I said, hey, at least your mom is really rich. Some people have shitty parents and they're poor too! That would suck!