It's strange dream season again, without question.

Last night's dreams managed to find a new way to confuse me about what was real when I woke up; this time they did it by cross-referencing something that had appeared in an earlier dream, causing me to assume on waking up that since that bit wasn't part of the current dream it must have been true. Took me five minutes to sort that one out.

Also one of my dreams postulated the existence of a GCSE in Relationship Skills; I can't quite decide whether that's a fabulous idea or made entirely of doom. (I don't know much about what the syllabus was, though; most of the dream seemed to centre itself around people's displacement activities when they should have been studying for it.)