I had a dream...

Last night, I had a dream that I was sitting around talking about TV shows, and I brought up my idea for a Six Feet Under mix CD interspersing dialogue from the show with songs. Then Chris goes "I hate Six Feet Under, it sucks." I was like, "Whoa, Chris, I thought you at least liked the first two seasons!" Chris then says, "No, I hate them all! Nate's a jerk!" Then he walked away.

That was the second upsetting dream I've had this week. The first was when I was sitting around somewhere and my boss, dressed in a gorilla costume, came up to me, touched the back of my head and telepathically told me some new stuff about work. Wait, I guess that one wasn't really upsetting.

Also, welcome to blogging, Brigitte! Got your hand!