I had the strangest dream last night...well, this morning really...that just goes to show my subconscious can't even come up with anything new. It just rehashes other people's plots.

So, from what I can recall, I've joined what we at Television Without Pity call the MoG on Angel. Of course, the title character is not there because I think he's a dork. Mostly the dream was about me and Wesley (mmmmm) saving the world. So the talking trees (from Lord of the Rings: The Two Towers) tell us how to get rid of this worm-like thing (I think my mind was trying to come up with oubros, but could only remember Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets). Wesley and I are gathering clues as to what this worm thing is doing and how to get rid of it. At one point we have all the clues lined up and have almost figured out the message. There's a lot more that I can't recall at the moment.

Then I remember the end...I'm driving somewhere, though I don't know that I'm actually driving, because I'm going backwards! I swing the car around because I need to exit soon, and run right into a car that's trying to merge left by signaling but otherwise sitting at a standstill in my lane. Well, no one was hurt because I saw them soon enough to slam on the brakes, but still, I was going to be late to go save the world (or at least greater Los Angeles). Then the alarm went off. *sigh* I only have the good dreams right before my alarm is scheduled to go off.

P.S. Ignore the post below. I typed an HTML tag incorrectly, and now I can't edit or delete the darn thing.