So I had this dream last night that I had somehow thought it be a good idea to sign up for the US Marines (seems ol' Blighty's army wasn't good enough for me) however upon arrival at what seemed to be a tower block in somewhere like Rio or Buenos Aires where I was to stay whilst I did my training (?) I decided it wasn't for me. I was sharing a room with someone who I really didn't like, a Buck or Chuck who talked with a southern drawl and I was the only new guy in the building so was subjected to much abuse.

Anyhoo, I thought 'sod this' wrote off a letter of resignation and refused to turn up for my first day on the job. In effect I'd gone AWOL. When all I really did was get drunk in my room (which took on the appearance of a rather nice hotel room). Feeling adventurous I went for a walk.

I was then chased through the streets of wherever I was by a female army general driving a coach, sent out to pick up all the waif and stray people who were trying to leave the army but were simply getting rounded back up and put back to work. I managed to make it down an alley, but somehow so did the coach. However, she had to stop the coach and help a western tourist who was totally out of it, with a hand made sign tied with string round his neck giving big bold directions to where he was staying in the city.

I kind of escaped, but wound up back at my room where Buck/Chuck was getting drunk. He said everyone went AWOL at some point during their day and to just chill out.

At that point, I woke up.

What the deuce?