Nov 03, 2008 07:35
I just woke up from a dream that was basically a sequel to Titanic, in which a vengeful Jack sails to the Arctic ocean and attempts to take a pickaxe to an iceberg. After a few angry blows that knock some chunks of ice into the water, he of course slips and plummets back into the ocean.
I wish I had a little more conscious control over what I waste brainspace on.