Weird dreams from last night: Suffocating an evil doll (I should probably really interpret that), and something about being back in junior high and using various sodas to dye Easter eggs. I don't even want to know what that means.

I do want to know why Easter gets to move around the calendar like it does. Imagine the anarchy that would occur if all holidays could just, you know, change when they happen. I mean, what if New Year's Eve, Mardi Gras (if you consider that a holiday), St. Patrick's Day and Cinco de Mayo decided to team up for a drunken four-day weekend? That would be very, very bad.

Tonight is the last night of "American Idol" auditions, meaning that I may soon earn my soul back, whoo! I have to admit I almost died laughing last night at the one boy who told Ryan that Simon called his tryout a "bedroom audition" because he "wouldn't let Simon spoon with him." This was much more hilarious than his attempts at humor in the audition room. Also: I am considering the risk of being humiliated on television for the chance of getting in there and giving Simon a hug like all these girls have been doing. I would just die of happiness! Also embarrassment.

Elsewhere in TV land:

"Prison Break" - OMG, can they break out already so that Michael can kill Susan/Gretchen? And will Sofia ever hook up with Lincoln, and break up with Whistler, so that I can have a shot with the hot Aussie? Just kidding. Kinda. I do wish that Michael and Mahone could somehow work it out that T-Bag gets locked up again - preferably in an American prison - without anyone else getting into trouble. (Speaking of pervs: this thing is sick and wrong. If the Hell that Jack Chick believes in exists, there's undoubtedly a special hot seat reserved for his demented ass.)

"The Wire" - Prop Joe? No effing way! The list of people whose death Omar (yay!) needs to avenge grows ever longer. Also, while the show has given us a surprising number of hilarious moments over the years, I can't remember laughing as hard as I did this last week when Templeton asked McNulty in amazement, "[The serial killer] called you too?" I won't explain that to anyone who doesn't watch the show, because you should really be watching it for yourself. Sunday nights just aren't going to be as good when this series is over in just a matter of weeks.