Isn't life frustrating enough without my subconscious getting involved?

I don't usually post about my dreams in this journal, but I have to chime in this morning because I managed the Annoying Dream Trifecta last night, managing to hit all three of the major frustration themes in my dream-life:

1) I'm traveling from point A to point B, but events conspire to keep me from getting there. I don't recall the exact details of where I was going, but I do remember that I somehow ended up at a college. This segued into...

2) I'm back in college, it's the end of the semester, and I haven't attended classes at all. Now that I'm in my 30's, I have the new improved revised version, wherein I never got my diploma the first time around, so I have to go back to make up the lost hours, it's the end of the semester, and blah blah blah. (The problem is that I finished my classes a semester early, so I always have to remind myself when I wake up that, yes, I did get my diploma.) My dorm room somehow morphed into a hotel room/living room, which led to...

3) Sex is about to happen. It doesn't. Dammit. We've now gone from college to con party that's turning...interesting. (I recall rafaela, shadesong, mgrasso and theloriest being there, and someone mentioned that issendai was around.) Unfortunately, there were also several people there who were under the impression that it was an open party, which it wasn't, so we hastily shuffled them out the door, only we accidentally also shuffled out a few people who were supposed to be there, so I went out to go find them. The interesting thing is that I recognized that it was a dream, because I thought, "I'm not getting back to that party, am I? Dammit."

*sigh* Why doesn't my subconscious like me?

[insert shameful squeeing here]

When Terry Gilliam's `Tideland came out, a lot of critics began harrumphing that this was likely the end of Gilliam's career. (For the record: I loved it, the majority of critics despised it. Give it a chance, if you haven't already done so, with a bit of caution.) Given its response, I was terrified that they'd be right.

Wrong, comrade: Gilliam has just received funding for his next picture, The Imaginarium of Dr Parnassus. Heath Ledger, Verne Troyer and Tom Waits are all tentatively cast. Better yet, the script was co-written by Gilliam and Charles McKeown, with whom he worked on Time Bandits, The Adventures of Baron Munchausen and Brazil. Please, cinema gods, please, make this work! (And please swat Terry on the wrist if he begins to slide too far into excess.)

Oh, and also on Gilliam's plate? An animated movie in conjunction with the fictional indie band the Gorillaz. Seriously.