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Ok, so the last part of the dream I remember is Mel and I driving to Jewel's so we can hit Ground Control, but except when we get there, I realize it's Tuesday. Now, in this dream, not only is Tuesday some kind of gay dance night with lots of people in strange outfits (lotta feather boas around), the club washed in funky green lighting, and (the icing on the cake) it's also "LARP Night", so a bunch of people are running around pretending to be Nosferatu. This includes Thor2, who's decked out in a red outfit, a mask, and looks a lot like Lock from Nightmare Before Christmas. I ask if she wants to stay, she asks if I want to. Neither of us does and we leave.

I wake up shortly afterwards.

Clearly, I'm losing my grip on my sanity.


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