I have been thinking all evening about a dream I had.
It involved making friends with a tiny Chinese dragon whose scales were patterned like a Mondrian painting in grayscale, with a speaking voice like Ian McKellen.
I nicknamed him “Dragonista” after a few snarky comments he made on the fashion tastes of the people keeping him as a pet. He did not find it as cute as I did.
Also
I time traveled! But all I used my time traveling abilities for was to give my new number to people I’ve lost contact with, and hang out with Andy.
And
Steve Buscemi was a serial killer!
But he was also our landlord.
And unless entered through in a certain sequence, all the doorways in his building ended up throwing you back outside, or into a room with Steve Buscemi in kill mode.
Then I’d respawn back where I started and lost all my progress.
Before
entirely waking up, I laid in my bed with my eyes open hearing what sounded like a muffled episode of Full House happening immediately to my left.
When I reasoned that there is only a wall there and nothing I would have playing in my room has a laugh track, I finally awoke the rest of the way … around 5 p.m.
—bwargh von modnar
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