||[Sep. 26th, 2007|02:44 pm]
I had a really rough, unpleasant dream last night that I was being attacked and mauled by a large dog. For some reason I woke up from this dream feeling absolutely marvellous, and totally rested despite waking an hour or two earlier than usual.
In other news, I
blame credit blame credit attribute snowgrouse et al for a recent dream in which I was watching the Master episodes of the last season of Doctor Who only to find them much more.. erm.. explicit than one usually finds on pre-watershed BBC television.