The night before last I dreamt about Apolo Ohno (see sarahsan's awesome post about him if you would like to know more about him http://sarahsan.livejournal.com/174384.html). Now I don't remember in detail what the dream was about, but I do remember it being very mundane and he didn't get his clothes off once!
Then last night, I was dreaming about Johnny Weir, and do you know what the dream was about? The death of my potted herbs! How does that work. If I got JW on his own I would not want to talk about potted herbs; fashion, skating, music, yes, dead herbs - no, really not!
I feel ashamed of my subconscious.