Dreams Don't Come True

Last night I had a really vivid dream. Besides the fact that I had just escaped prison in this dream, it was really mundane and believable.
So anyway, in this dream, I was at McDonalds with some friends. I stood in line forever and ordered a buffalo chicken sandwhich (just like Subway recently introduced). Then I waited for it forever. It finally came, and I sat down to eat.
It looked damn good.
Then I woke up.


So today, I wait and wait for lunch. I'm going to Subway to get this sandwhich, obv.
Finally I go.
The Subway near my work doesn't have it.
A Cold Cut Trio never tasted so depressing.

Yesterday wasn't a good poker day.