Dreaming of Nuts

I watched way too much of the first season of Heroes last night because my brain kept trying to resolve the unfinished story.

But the best part of sleeping last night was the dream at the end. I dreamt that I had a squirrel who was rock climbing in my shower. I noted to whoever else was in the room that he had very good toe holding skills and great balance. Why am I dreaming about personified squirrels you ask? For that answer, go watch Enchanted, now in theaters everywhere.