The good, the bad and the weird

Um, lets start with 'the good':

Mrs. Arkay got a new job. Retail still, but better pay and (hopefully) better working environment than the one she's leaving.

She's leaving Victoria's Secret. I loved that job. The managers sucked and the pay sucked, but still, there was something about it that appealed to me. Anyway, we can still shop there so I guess it ain't all bad. Just no discount any more. Some day I'll have to tell you about my relationship (read 'love affair') with Victoria's Secret panties.

Now the weird. Why do we dream what we dream? Do they have any meaning at all, or are they just random impulses in our sleeping brains that our waking brains try to give some semblance of order and reason? Yeah, whatever.

So last night I dreamt that Mrs. A decided to start her own business. She got a video camera and a bunch of her girlfriends together and started making lesbian porn. Swear to God, that's what I dreamed. It ended when I went in to watch the filming and one of her friends looked at me and said "I really had fun last night." I said "shhh" pointed to Mrs Arkay, then woke up.

What do you make of it?