Current mood:	peaceful
Current music:	The microwave warming me up a mug fo' tea.

Yaaaaaaaaaawn.

So I awoke this morning to the sounds of someone knocking at the door. The mail lady had a package for us today. Yaaaaaaaaay...so anyway, I came out into the kitchen (near the office, for those of you not familiar with the layout of my house...) and my mom, horribly addicted to computerized Mah Jongg, told me to get directions to the cruel and evil oral surgeon who would be ripping out my four sideways, impacted wisdom teeth on Christmas Eve. It was then and then ALONE that I remembered the very odd dream I was having. Listen, and I shall tell you a tale...

Ashleigh, Sam, Jeff from the Spooky House and I were all wearing...very odd jumpsuit thingies, and people were calling us captains. Then the mayor of the munchkin town from Wizard of Oz came out of a door in the wall and told us that our spaceship was ready for take-off.

So we got to the spaceship and were walking down this long catwalk to the door and we saw this bald guy with his back to us wearing an orange jumpsuit leaning against a railing. Ashleigh groaned, and we asked her what was up, and she just said, "this security guard. I've flown with him before. He's a creep and an asshole."

The security guard was that bald, lizard alien guy from The Last Starfighter, but in this mov-...er...dream, he was an asshole, and didn't like humans. And there were four of them on security. So we went into the spaceship with the security guy barking at us about being stupid, and when we got inside, we suddenly realized we were all a bunch of eighteen year olds ('cept Jeff, who just realized he was LIKE an eighteen year old) and really didn't know how to fly the spaceship.

So this little girl came out of one door (I think it was Ashleigh's little cousin London, maybe...she was missing her two front teeth.) and told us to use the manual. So Jeff pulled out the manual under the counter and figured out how to turn on the ship.

Then all these people started to come up to watch us fly, including Scott Bakula. I don't know why Scott Bakula (y'know, Quantum Leap? Lord of Illusions?)...I have some vague memory that he's on TV somewhere as a spaceship pilot. Maybe that's it. So he's there, and he's teaching Jeff how to fly, and the door closes and we start moving. So this woman says, "hey, can we open the door? It's hot in here."

I turn to her and say, "this spaceship is pressurized, ma'am. We can't open a door without being sucked out into space and dying cruel, horrible, sweet sweet deaths of fire."

Then people start laughing at her because she's stupid for wanting to open a door in outerspace until one guy points out that the door isn't a very good fit for the doorway anyway, because frankly, it doesn't quite close all the way and he can see light around the sides. Sam credits the problem to bad set design, and then something starts knocking loudly on the side of the ship. We're all scared for a minute...

...then I wake up and realize it's the mail person.

Of course, it wasn't until about ten minutes later that I realize I'VE HAD THIS DREAM BEFORE! Golly. How ka-RAZY!