I don't normally remember my dreams. I generally time my sleep so that I don't get woken while I'm dreaming, which is a good idea in general. This morning, however, the LA turned off the radio during a dream of mine, so I woke up during it. This led to a certain amount of disorientation. I think I recall the ream involving singing and Engrish, but I really have no idea what was going on.
It's a bad sign when you're woken up in the middle of a dream and your first lucid thought is "Man, I hope the other guy got that on YouTube!", isn't it?
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