And I'm going to an interview tomorrow. Why am I awake?

Neat thing I discovered. If you have lots and lots of identical forms to fill out and you're worried about mixing things up, start doing them backwards. You pay much more attention that way.

Weird dream. Something about how the Apocalypse would come after every possible permutation of a chess game had been played. Seto Kaiba was some sort of acolyte or priest in a cult and he was in charge of enacting out the chess games. And God was Mokuba Kaiba. I don't remember anything else.

I think it's based off a book. As I recall, the summary was something about a group of people who were listing all possible names of God to bring about the Second Coming. They started with AAAAAA and went through all six letter combinations until they got to ZZZZZZ. I don't know why that would inspire my dream though, because I never actually read the book. I just read the summary, decided I was in the mood for fantasy instead and put it back on the library shelf. And that was several years ago, before I even went to college. It's amazing the junk that gets stuck in your brain.

Why don't I have dreams about myself anymore? I don't think I've dreamed about myself since I was in middle school. Sometimes I'm riding along in someone else's head, sometimes I'm just an impartial observer, but I'm never ME.

Do I dream in senses? I know I dream in color, but no sound. I think I can feel things though, but do I smell them or taste them?