I remembered one useless part of my dream.
Someone had made me some sour cream enchiladas. I don't normally dig sour cream enchiladas, but I piled a bunch of other stuff on them and ate them, because I felt guilty that they had made enchiladas special for me. I would have felt like a heel if I'd not eaten them! So, I was eating them, and I was like "ehhh... too much sour cream!" in my mind, but then the other part of my mind said "Don't be a rude guest!" so I finished 'em.
I forgot what else I was going to say. I'm all :
stupid Jammin' with :
Basement Jaxx - Good Luck