More weird dreams. I got them sort of mixed up. One was about having my Ryoken II figure broken by some visiting relatives' children. While I was bewailing the loss, as usual, no one admits the crime. It was horible: the four autocannons mounted beneath the cockpit were torn out. It was later in the dream that I noticed that "Hey, this broken Ryoken II kinda resembles the Raaza Angurifu from Super Robot Wars Advance." You probably know by now what I've been spending my free time on.

The other one was just a raunchy dream about an island of half-naked women dancing on the beach to the beat of a drum. Did I say dancing? I meant even belly-dancing, rubbing against each other, just plain simple eye candy for men. Sigh.