I had two odd dreams last night: First, I was at Disneyworld with my GF and it was pouring raining, and the park was empty. Even when we were under shelter it was still raining on me. Then we went into this cafeteria type place and my small plate of food cost $38.99! So I ate mashed potatoes out of my plate while I was in line to pay and when I finished them I put the plate down and walked off the line. F Disney The second one was more scary. A terrorist-type person broke into my partment and held me hostage. I managed to jump out the front window, onto the car in the driveway and ran down the block. The terrorist shot all my windows out with an Uzi and jumped out the window and chased me around the block. I thought I had forgotten my cell phone so I started to panick. But I didn't, and fished it out of my pocket and managed to call 911 while he was chasing and shooting at me. I kept telling the operator what street I was on but I knew I'd be dead before the police got there. When I got back around the block to the front of my house he caught me with a bullet in the leg and I fell to the ground. He shot me a few more times in the leg and I hoped that I would soon hear sirens. But I didn't, and he pointed the gun right at my head and just as he squeezed the trigger I woke up. Blah.