Spooky malaria pill induced dreams

I just had the most horrible dream that I had to wrench myself out of. I'd completely missed my flight in my dream because I'd just forgotten about it. Completely forgotten. I was still working and I'd worked PAST my flight date. It doesn't sound THAT scary but because it just felt so real (you know how you're in dreams sometimes and it feels real but you know it's a dream so it's ok? Not like that... just felt real) it was such a horrible experience. And then I couldn't get out of it easily, I had to just wrench myself out of the dream and luckily my alarm went off. But I woke up 45 minutes ago and it's still really fresh in my mind, when normally dreams fade after 2 minutes of being awake.

I blame this weird chloroquin stuff. It'd better freakin' save me from malaria when I get to Central America.

Further proof that drugs are bad mmm'kay? I swear that I am now thinking in (my interpretation of) an American accent. Oh my god, how is this possible? I can't even think that without being all "gawwwd" instead of just plain "god" in a nice clipped tone. AAAaaaahhhh!!! And the thing is I'm not SPEAKING any differently, it's just all in my head. I'm going to go and eat some vegemite on toast and Australian-ise myself.