... make you sad when you wake up and realize they were only dreams.

A while ago I dreamt I was watching Doctor Who and the Doctor was all enthusiastic about discovering new things. I was so happy that the show was back to being about a non-assholean, enthusiastic traveler again. *sniff*

Last night I dreamt I was at a Muse outdoor gig and after Stockholm Syndrome Matt threw 2 picks into the very thin crowd and I was lucky enough to pick them up (and it turned out they were guitar-body-shaped USB flash drives).