...is realizing that you had not one, but two shitty dreams...

First one was my usual "I'm losing me teeth all at once" dream that made me all kinds of paranoid.

The second one was scarier. zamiel had died and no one told me for a good while. I woke up in tears and prompty logged onto AIM to verify that Squid is, of course, alive and plotting.

There had to be something in that boxty I had last night...and this is why I don't dream often, or I don't often remember my dreams *shudder*