I really wish scientist would figure out dreams. Having a bad one can really kill a whole day for you.

Night before last I had a good dream. I was at a lake or pool and Jewel Staite was there with her son and husband. I talked to her and her husband about stuff and then she took me to this awesomely weird place. I'm having a hard time remembering it/not sure how to describe it. One room had rows of pianos with some guys sitting at a few practicing while a couple of tamed lions walked down the rows in top hats (they were real lions, just tamed...and wearing top hats!). There were a few other rooms we went in, but I can't remember them. Then Nathan Fillion shows up dressed like me (pants, shirt, facial hair, glasses, and hair cut like mine). The three of us talk and walk around for a few moments like we've been friends for a while. It was pretty great in general. Then Nathan had to get Jewel to some meeting. I woke shortly after.

Last night I had a really bad dream that has just ruined my day today. I was dating this girl (who happened to look a lot like an ex of mine) and every thing was going pretty great. Then one night she shows up looking like she had been almost raped. She is in hysterics and actually tries to kill herself. A few of her closest friends tell me to leave for a while and that they'd handle it. Later that night one of her friends brings her over and my girlfriend explains that someone injected her HIV. Her friend took me aside and told me how worried she was that I was going to leave her and would be afraid of her. I stood there in shock. I couldn't believe someone would do something like that. She started crying again and started to say that she'd understand if I didn't want to be with her and such. So I just grabbed her and kissed her. Then we sat and talked for a while before I took her back to her place and I spent the night holding her wondering how long I'd have with her, knowing it wouldn't be long enough....

Needless to say I'm not in a very good mood today...