The last couple nights I've had odd (odder than usual) dreams. Yesterday I dreamt I was Jensen Ackles and knew unusual particulars about being on set and acting (not that I remember now what they were, mind you).

Last night I dreamt I was John Winchester's daughter, and he, my brother, my three kids, and I were looking for an apartment and found one in Beaverton south of TV Highway that was basically one long room with a wall dividing it mostly in half. The opening on the interior wall did not have a door. There was a woodstove in the half nearer the door of apartment 208 (which John had rented before) and I figured there was just enough room for the three beds (two bunk-style) that would be needed for my three kids. There were two queen size beds in the half of room farther from the door. John got one, and my brother and I got the one farthest from the door (and the heat *frown*). Most of the dream was occupied with figuring how the furniture was going to fit. And most sadly, I'm not sure which Winchester brother I replaced, though I suspect it was Sam.

The oddness is that, while I dream I'm someone other than myself more often than not (about half the time I'm not even female), I usually don't dream that I'm someone else in particular.

At least I'm sleeping :D