Okay, so I'm fairly certain that I shouldn't read anything close to bedtime anymore.
Yesterday I finished the Cryptonomicon, not too long before bed. I dreamed that I was driving around some city trying to decipher license plates.
Last week I read some apocalpytic Lost fic. I dreamed that the sun was turning red and would soon engulf the earth. (This was my second sun-apocalypse dream recently, actually.)
And my personal favorite: I've been reading stuff on CNN and lj about Snakes on a Plane, because I think the phenomenon is funny. Two nights ago, I dreamed that
hellosarah,
plummer and my friend Valerie from high school all went to see Snakes on a Plane. And we saw it twice.
(No, I don't intend to go see it.)