i had the weirdest dream last night.

here goes: i was watching TV…and i saw this commercial (something like those “join the army NOW!” ad campaigns) but it read something like “join the demonic forces NOW!” and showed legions of ghosts and demons marching. great way to start off a dream eh? then i heard “today we’re going to ivan’s house!” even better. i looked outside the window and saw a bunch of black cloaked figures holding glowing clubs pull up on black motorcycles in front of my driveway so i ran to my brothers room and told him about what i saw, grabbed my assortment of weapons and went outside. when i finally got out the door, everything but my butterfly and survival (aka “rambo knives”) knife had disappeared. interesting…so i started defending my house (this dream was horribly violent and bloody and i can’t explain myself). soon my two knives also disappeared, leaving me empty-handed. then, for some odd reason, the demons started handing me swords which i promptly took and killed (i dunno what got into me) them with. shortly after, i was faced with the bad guy’s “boss” who just happened to be Vin Diesel. he was holding this huge sickle-like sword and was staring down at me. hmm…i grabbed a weird nunchaku-like weapon that happened to be laying on the ground and walked towards him. i grabbed his blade with my hand and started beating him with the nunchucks. then i woke up for about five seconds and fell back asleep. when i emerged once again into my dream, the demons were all gone and i found myself sitting shotgun in a Nissan Skyline R34 GT-R V-spec II. inthelight was at the wheel (which oddly enough, was on the american left side instead of the right). being me, i asked him if i could drive. “no” he said, “this is my friend’s car”. darn! but then i looked back and he was gone…so i took the wheel and sped off. weeeee! then i came upon some street racers and flashed my brights at one of them (it was a ‘99 Mistubishi Mirage with frosties). this Chinese guy with a mustache gets out and walks over to my car and asks me what it is. i tell him to look for himself. he sees a Nismo sticker (which apparently was on my door) and exclaimed “wah!!! Nismo!!!” (for those of you who are going “huh?” Nismo is Nissan’s tuning division). then he said “it’s a Skyline!!!” and ran off to his car and sped off in fear. i decided to follow him in my oh-so-fast Skyline until these cops came out of NOWHERE (which they usually do), t-boned the Mirage straight into the highway median and started chasing me. needless to say, i outran them. then a spotlight turned and shined right into my eyes…which then flew open to find my room flooded in sunlight.