I had a weird dream last night. I dreamt I worked as a roadie or something in a huge studio, and it was utter chaos in there. Lots of people running around, panicking, yelling the show was about to start.

And I had a black cat (I do have one in real life) and he kept coming in and trying to get on stage or whatever. So I had to keep running after him and putting him outside. But he kept getting back in. I have no idea how, but he did.

That's all I remember from it.

And I had another weird dream Friday night. I dreamt I was racing a V8 car and my brother was too; and we were racing each other. It's especially weird since I hate sport, especially V8's.

I keep having weird dreams. Which is totally fine by me. I wonder if those dreams meant anything... I hope not.