I dreamed that a troll hacked me from the SDMB, and got my phone number, and then spammed my caller id. The caller id didn’t list the number, but the name on the id dispaly said TROLL, and that troll had called 10,000 times. For every one ring, the number of calls would increase by another 10,000. I also couldn’t make any outgoing calls. I had to rip the phone line out of the wall. What a horrible nightmare. 
My advice: Get rid of the sock puppet. Now. The guilt is starting to get to you.
Oh yeah, and get some new glasses.
I had a dream about the SDMB last night too. It was borderline a nightmare. My dream was that I was actually a SDMB creation and not a real person at all, though I thought I was. In the dream I found out that I was actually voguevixen’s sock puppet, and it was slythe who found this out for me, the way slythe found out: Demo was his sock puppet. It was quite bizarre to say the least.
Wait. Let me get this straight. I’m Slythe’s sock puppet or he is mine. I would hope the prior, since I would never invent a sock puppet as weak as Slythe. He, OTOH, might have the need to create someone like myself to bolster his self confidence, a la Fight Club.
(Note to Slythe: J/K dude.)
(Note to psy: You hag!)
I am Slythe’s gall bladder.