I had the most insane dream last night. In it, CBC had created two new networks. The first was CBC Fish. Its theme was purple, and it had shows about hot dogs. When I recalled this shortly after waking up 20 minutes ago, I began a fit of hysterics that has yet to cease.

The other network was my brother's favourite. It was called CBC Jupiter and it aired a constant loop of someone filming a 90s crime show on their 19 inch TV with a camcorder, while an internet chat below allowed elderly people with computers to express opinions on politics. After this, we went to the waterfront, where I fell into the lake while trying to get a photo of the skyline my city doesn't have.
I only woke up because my alarm went off. I have no idea what could have happened after all that but considering how uncontrollable I have become over the CBC Fish, which has a purple theme and airs shows about hot dogs, I should probably be glad they didn't happen.
This is what happens to me when I have important things to do. I have fucked up dreams and then go on-line to talk about them to people who don't care.