Something was fishy...
I dreamed I was a time traveling detective last night. Me and my Watson-like assistant were investigating a series of disapperances that spanned a decade or so, and we jumped back and forth in that decade collecting notes and evidence over the course of our investigation. Random friends and relatives of mine made cameo appearances as people we inteviewed and random bystanders. To top it off, it was all taking place in a vaguely victorian/steampunk setting and I had a really snazzy outfit.
The downside? Throughout the dream I had an incredibly difficult time talking due to the fact that my mouth was full of dry tuna.
When I woke up, my mouth felt really dry and had a slightly unpleasant (though not at all like tuna) taste in it.
Guess that's what I get for forgetting to brush my teeth before bed. :P