Whacked.

I had been having very weird dreams lately --

... about my front tooth falling off, and me pushing it back in and wondering whether it will stay there and not rot (I know, ewwwwness!)

... backpacking through a crowded market place, checking into a cheap hotel and washing dirty cups

... finding my way through a maze of tunnels with rooms in them (apparently because I have a job interview with two Japanese businessmen), and when I didn't find the room I wanted, I ran into the Japs outside the tunnels. They tell me that they were going to email me to say that my application failed due to non-attendance. Sheesh.


I've consulted my "dream dictionary," but none of it makes sense. It tells me either success is imminent or that something's bothering me. Surprise, surprise.