You ever have
one of those nightmares that wakes you up and you just don't want to go back to sleep? Yeah, that would be me about an hour ago. Still up, and still very much so blurry eyed. XP

I think part of it is that Mom decided to shampoo all the carpets this weekend and waited till the last minute to tell me to clean up my room so she could shampoo it. I was tired and just ready to go to bed, but I cleaned anyway, piling everything on my bed (there was nowhere else to put it all!). I ended up sleeping on a partially wet and sticky floor last night. *growls*

As far as the dream thing goes, there was something about it being a really bad horror movie with Britney Spears (BS--which is only appropriate, as I cannot stand her) as the perfect-English-speaking Arctic native.
It starts with my walking group and me leaving the woodsy trail for the day, except the woods turn into an icy wasteland. Some boar-type animal grumbles about having to attack us, then jumps in the air and comes back down as a giant white baboon. Enter BS with a spear; she proceeds to impale the baboon, then warns us (again, mustn't forget the perfect English part and bad acting to boot, heh) to leave before we are killed.

Well now BS is part of a dancing crew, married, and is keeping (against everyone else's protests) a tiger-raptor crossbreed cub. She's at a club, dressed in red sequins, and gets up to sing, telling her female manager it's her last night she'll perform. The song sounds strangely like Baha Men's "Best Years of Our Life", with her twirling large batons (they were supposed to be on fire on either end, but something got goofed).

During the routine part where she hip wiggles at an old geezer, the lights go out and there's a lot of screams. Lights come back on, and BS' husband is gone. BS races over to check on the tiger-raptor cub and these black claws suddenly explode out of her chest as the cub fades into view. It just stabbed her in the back. Then the cub turns to me, although I'm just supposed to be someone watching the movie. The cub looks an awful lot like a real-life version of Jamzy, but to see my character act like this is just not right at all. He extends his black claws, races at me, fades from view as he gets closer--

And Ginny's awake.

Have a less than terrifying day.