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I keep staying up later and later to try and not have any dreams, but it's not working. Last night, I had three interminably long, very detailed, and crushingly dull dreams. The first one was that I saw my friend from undergrad at O'Hare and he spun this increasingly bizarre lie about what he was doing in Chicago and why it caused him to not be able to contact me to get together for dinner or something. By the end, he was there as a Somali smuggler, and I was just shaking my head and wondering why he was lying, and so badly.
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Well, I
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Then the second one, my Dad and I were driving down a country road, and one of the houses was having such a large party with so many people attending that the parked cars extended onto and blocked the road. Dad went in to politely ask someone to move their car. When he didn't return, I followed him into the house, where the host called me a homophobic slur. I screamed back at him, but ultimately kept my cool and was able to escort my unrealistically hot-headed father out of the house without a physical confrontation.
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Last night
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Then, in the third one, I was in this kind of huge boarding house with a woman who had a baby and then gave it to this orphanage. The whole thing was very Bioschocky. Has anyone played Bioshock?
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Nope.
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No.
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Well, you should. It's great. Anyway, the woman would bang loudly on the orphanage door when the children were sleeping so they would wake up and cry; she would then be so upset that she would run away crying before the friendly woman who ran the orphanage could open the door. In this particular case, I was collapsed outside the door for reasons I don't recall, and after the mother had fled, the orphanage woman opened the door and saw me, and asked, "Does the sound of crying babies upset you?" and I said, "No, but the Upset cause the babies to cry" and looked down the hall in the direction the mother ran. The orphanage women suddenly understood, and nodded at me knowingly. There was also something about a vent or crawlspace in that dream.
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Well. If you thought those three, THREE, dreams were boring to experience, you should really try to listen to them sometime. YIKES.
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Someone had to say something!