Dream Police

First off, what kind of place blows cold air into your office in the morning and warm air in the afternoon? It's their fault when I'm not productive because of this.

So, I woke up this morning a little loopy because a)I wake up too early for humans and b)I was up late last night because Lost moved to 10:00 PM. What a shitty episode last night, too.

Anyway, I had woke up with something super funny running through my head, but had no one to tell it to. I didn't write it down and got in the shower and ready for work and it was lost. That's a downside to waking up before your brain has woken up. The next thing that I remembered this morning has stuck with me all day for some reason.

The last dream that I remember took place on my parents' front lawn. I was out front and a monkey smeared in blood fell off of the roof. The blood was clotty and filled the monkeys fur. It looked at me and I somehow knew it had AIDS and was scared to death of it touching me. Then, a crow landed right next to it and I was yelling at the crow to get away from it. The crow looked at me and then stuck it's beak into the monkey and pulled away a strip of bloody monkey flesh. I woke up super scared after that.

The questions are: was it a scene from a David Lynch movie? and Does this mean that I should check out therapy? Regardless, it is still fairly disturbing me all day today.