"You don't want to hear about my good day.."

What i remember of last night's dreams.

I'm in some sort of military unit, but not, at all. There is the feeling of a Buffy Episode, crossed with a Woody Allen movie. We are setting up a fight against a group of orcs who've taken over human bodies, and we have to infiltrate their base, and spy around, and get out, before things go to shit. The funny thing is, their base is part of our base camp, and we end up lurking around, next to rocks, and trees, out front, and hiding in secret passageways, into the facility. I've sent someone off to find the woman with whom he is in love. There are long shots of the hallways, and the ceilings of the facility.

We're standing outside, and the encounter/war/whatever is over, and both teams are totalling up their points, and i'm waiting for the kid i sent off, to come back. The General and i talk (old guy, gruff, Classic general), and we coem to the conclussion that he either A) fdied, during the mission, or B) Found his girl, ran off with her, and lived happily ever after. At this point the entire scene starts to feel like a Franch New WAve-inspired arthouse love story. I turn around, and walk the other way. I walk up a ramp that, though it's outside, leads thrrough a set of corridors, like a walled city

A feeling of wandering through this, talking to people. Talking to Lilith, and mech_angel, about the things that are needing to be done, and how much they fucking suck.

Some other things happen. I wake up

I kept waking up, this morning, after pretty much every section of dream, for a few seconds, at a time, and then making myself go back to sleep. Very strange. More with the war dreams. Again. Finished Oryx and Crake. It was really good. Traditional postmodern sort of "Possibility and Choices" ending, but, as i think on it, i become ok with it.

I'm going to go get ready for work. Later.