In my dreams I'm friends with Angel

Sleeping in the middle of the day when I'm sick and on antibiotics brought my dreams to a whole new level of crazy today. I fell asleep watching Angel and then dreamed I was friends with the young vampire with a soul, a.k.a. a young David Boreanz. Yes, I realize there's something wrong with me.

So, I'm in this dream, and it starts with me laying across a bed looking at figurines and pictures on an end table. And as I'm looking at these things, I realize how sweet the figurines are - little Santas and Christmasy things, and then lots of photos of, apparently, an even younger Angel. Then Angel sort of scoots up toward where I'm laying and starts looking at the things with me. And then he gets really quiet and it becomes clear that this is some sort of tribute to him made by an old friend who has now apparently died. And it's suddenly very sad. And then this old friend's mom comes in the room and sort of freaks out when she sees Angel and then gets all emotional because it's been so long. She's asking where he's been, and he's apologizing, and I'm just sitting there watching. 

The scene suddenly changes, and Angel and I are sitting outside on a curb amidst a giant wind where red dirt is blowing all around, but apparently he's done something with some sort of magical power to make it this way because I ask him why it's winter. He just sits there and then I get all mad because it's clear he's made it winter to avoid going to the funeral of the friend. I then proceed to get up and walk away.

And then I woke up and wondered what in the heck was in these antibiotics I'm taking!

Lost...and forced to empty dishwasher of knives

I'm not exactly sure what it says about me that I dreamed about Lost...you know, the TV show...other than I'm possibly a little bit TOO excited about its return in a couple of weeks, but I'm really not sure what it says about me that I was on the island and somehow forced to empty a dishwasher full of knives and random dishes.
 
Seriously.
 
This is the dream I just awoke from.
 
Oh yeah, and also in this dream, there was an animatronic donkey that looked and sounded like Donkey from Shrek, and he was getting hitched to some sort of robotic man that looked and sounded a lot like Lorne from Angel. It was like because Shrek wasn't there, Donkey needed a new friend. To be fair, Lorne is also green, so maybe that's the connection.
 
Oh My Gosh. My brain is cracked!!
 
So yeah...I'm hanging out with the Lost people, and we're going back to the island, and no one really wants to, but of course Ben is there and his crazy convincing powers convince us all to go, and as soon as we land, someone shoots at us, but they don't kill anyone because we're expecting it and have placed a decoy jacket on the beach for them to shoot. Then the pilot guy, Frank, is actually killed. And I'm stuck in the corner of the beach trying to unload this dishwasher while this Lorne/Donkey partnership ceremony is being performed, and I almost cut myself with a knife because whatever genius has loaded the dishwasher has put the knives all facing pointy side up.

And oh yeah, Sawyer was there in all his nearly shirtless glory, so at least that was a teensy bit delicious.
 
Number one, I clearly need to watch less TV and number two, really? I'm lost on the island and have to empty a dishwasher? Really???