Nope. It was one of those “I don’t know how I know I’m Chinese, but I’m Chinese!” type things.
The last three nights I have dreamt I was being attacked by a troop of white mandrills. I really wish I was kidding. The dreams start out innocent enough–walking through a park, showing up to work naked, etc. And then I’ll see a white mandrill just saunter by. And then another and another…pretty soon there’s hundreds of them all over the place, and they’re looking at ME. Then they just start charging. Last night they chased me off a cliff and the next thing I knew I was in a really boring, dimly lit waiting room decorated with bad faux wood grain panelling. I understood this to be heaven and was a little confused and quite disappointed.