I had a dream that I was Princess Leia and I was aboard a large starship that was under attack. And when I say large, I mean this ship was like a giant cruiseliner you see on the ocean, only this puppy was out in space. Like a giant city in space. Very futuristic!

Anyway, it was under attack (Darth Vader and the Empire coming after us, of course) and one side of the ship was in total ruins. Luke and I were taking the last working elevator to another section in the ship to try and warn everyone and save the ship. When we got to the other side it was all strangely quiet and serene... like there wasn't even an attack going on. People were walking around and talking as if nothing was wrong! Just then we got thrown around as that side of the ship was suddenly under attack ...... and then I woke up.

What's the lesson here? Don't watch both Star Wars AND Battlestar Galactica before going to bed, or you'll have a dream that melts them both together.

In an unrelated dream, btw, I dreamt I was going to die on February 5th. I think it has something to do with the fact that I have my annual physical checkup with my doctor on that day. That doesn't make me feel too good about it. lol Guess we'll see!

Oh! And I've added a new blog to my blogroll.... go check out Waking Finnegan!