To sleep perchance to dream

I had a lot of really vivid dreams last night. I can only remember snippets of them though. There was one I remember waking up and thinking, 'I need to find the pen and write this down because I want to remember in the morning' but I think I fell asleep before I found the pen. This got me to thinking about the weird crap that is currently in my bed with me. I am a single person sleeping dead center on a queen sized bed. I seem to stockpile crap in the space around my head. On one side, the aforementioned notebook and somewhere a pen (although that may have rolled to the floor by now) 2 books and a broken lamp. The other side... my glasses go, a little stack of rubber bands, a bandana for putting over my eyes when it is sunny outside so that I can sleep, at least 2 magazines and... at the edge of the bed, puppy biscuit crumbs and Baxter's bell ball. Apparently that's her spot. Anyway, back to the dreams. Among other things I remember dreaming about was being late to work. Not at the job I work now but I worked for a kiosk in the mall and I was supposed to be there at 9:00 and it was already 9:00 and I was just in jammies and had to go home and get dressed then go. For some reason I was on the street in front of a Starbucks with 2 of my friends (who were not actually people I know in RL) and they worked there and I was trying to convince one of them to just go open the kiosk for me and I'd be there as soon as I could. The other was about me and a non-existant boyfriend. We were doing all the cutsey boyfriend/girlfriend things people do around the holidays. I think that one came up because I was going over old posts yesterday looking for when exactly the beloved Bronco died and came across my posts about the yeti and all the cutsey boyfriend/girlfriend things we were doing during the holidays.