robinbloke | Timing is everything

Well a slobby but strange weekend has drifted by in a haze; a lot of house tidying and other such interesting things, along with the obligitory EQ stuff. Me? Surely not.
In a stark jump from reality I had an excellent dream last night, which is rare for me as I don't often seem to either have them or forget them all, they fade fast.
It was something like myself and someone else being in some kind of fun park or big building, whereupon I became possessed or the controller of some kind of ancient dragon spirit whilst whoever was with me became possessed with something else, which I can't now remember. At some point somehow the mafia got involved as I was, I think, some kind of hinge in their master plan to control these two powerful entities as I wouldn't be a double agent or something as I was from another country and couldn't therefore be controlled by any traitors or rival families. However, just as the dream was about to reach the final moment of ultimate revelation about what and why this had all happened my alarm went off and it all began to drift away. Curses!