Last night I had a dream about Muse:
In my dream I was at a Muse concert and all the people who were there, were talking in another language. I didn't understand a word of it. A girl started talking to me and I said "Why don't you talk in a pwoper language to me?" Suddenly everybody became quiet and Muse stopped playing. Then Matt said "You did not just say that! That's my word!" He was really angry... I started to run like hell and everybody was chasing me. I saw rhythm sticks coming by, but then I got hit by a guitar... That's where my dream ended.