I had some cracked-out dreams last night. Technically, you're supposed to be considered a bad conversationalist if you talk about them, but they were extremely vivid. Not sure if it had anything to do with pre-bedtime cheese consumption or I went to sleep while not particularly tired.
Either way, first some guy was having a stand-off with the police and I thought he was about to turn a gun on me, but he turned it on himself and threatened himself with it.
And later I was a little person (probably has to do with DA:O) and much later for some reason I was intending to strain some liquid fat from ...well, it was never said what I was cooking, exactly, but I was doing it in a cast iron pan and after I started the process the liquid fat congealed into a bright yellow shelf fungus shape and it was all very odd
Also the refrigerator caught on fire, and not only was it unplugged but there was a gas line leading into the refrigerator. Somehow it made better sense in my dream to explain this away as it being an antique refrigerator. This was the part that was on fire.
Shit was scary, it was exactly like the way our kitchen used to look, with all the retro wood bordering and yellowed wallpaper. My mom totally went hysterical and I was trying to figure out how to dial out on the phone.
So yeah, I'm waking up early for precisely this reason.