Had a restless night, interrupted by many bad dreams. I can only remember two: first one where I was in a restaurant with an old, dear friend, who kept smirkily insulting our waiter. (In real life this friend is a gracious person who would never, ever do this.) I asked him in a whisper why he was being so rude, then realized that I had spoken too loudly and everyone in the place was listening.
The other dream happened around 6 am, and, as my morning dreams tend to be, was a lot weirder. I was a little girl playing dolls with a bunch of other little girls. We were playing "Predator vs. Barbie" and I was the predator. The predator was no fun at all. They got to actually play, have their dolls interact with each other. All I got to do was wait around the corner and occasionally jump out and chase them around. The only good thing was the predator doll had a laser destructor ray: if I drew a line with my finger from the predator doll and made a "pew pew!" laser beam noise, whatever I pointed at would disintegrate. I was feeling petulant about having to be the predator, so I started trying to laser beam the other girls' Barbies.
On the bright side, I guess my day can only improve from there.
i would so totally pay to see the "Predator vs. Barbie" movie