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I dreamed Jacob and I moved into a luxury suite in my old dorm at Indiana State, where -- apparently -- many of my old schoolmates still lived. Then I dreamed that on a dark street, a druggy-looking prostitute started skipping in circles around me trying to get me to contract for his services. THEN, I dreamed that at the Easter Vigil at St. Peter's Episcopal Church, Chicago, a guy who was supposed to read instead walked to the tabernacle, took out a ciborium full of hosts, scattered them all over the altar, and then proceeded to do a liturgical dance by candlelight, being roundly booed and hissed and finally manhandled out of the church so that the deacon could proceed to read the Gospel. Later in that dream, the liturgy stalled for an hour when the acolytes couldn't get the candles lit.

I was at a banquet and saw the number 266 twice. I was sitting next to this little boy at this banquet that everyone was dressed up to attend that seems to be 3 years old trying to drink soda and couldn't because it was too strong. Everyone was trying not to sit next to me, talk to me and even push me off on other people for a dance. Then I was at church and the pastor called me down because I won a prize. It was fake money that had 11:11 on it and the words TWO written on it. I laughed because I thought it was a funny joke. My award was a card that had the number 19 on it. The word said Prenup spelled prenaup.

There was a party that was going to happen that i was invited to. my mom said i couldn't go for whatever reason but she said i could have one at my house. the next day everyone was talking about it and it occurred to me that my house wasn't big enough for everyone to dance around or whatever. i was trying to figure out how to tell everyone that it couldn't happen anymore but it was to late. everyone showed up at my house and instead they played this life type version of this app called flow in my kitchen.

I was at a dance recital, carrying a large bow and arrow made out of bamboo. I turned and accidentally hit a lady in the mouth with the bow. I brought her to the back of the building to help her clean up. While I was helping her, I turned around and saw a tattoo artist. I realized I was laying down on my stomach and he was giving me a tattoo. When I stood up, I had a tattoo of a moose head on the side of my knee, and a gothic "hello kitty" and a sheep on my thigh. I immediately felt very guilt and walked outside to call my mom. As I was on the phone with my mom, I looked up and realized I was at petsmart. Then I woke up.

I go to my high school reunion, with a pizza delivery run still in my car. I hate everyone that I see, get angry when they cut me off as I'm leaving. There are so many flash mob dance scenes, directed by the two most popular girls of my graduating class. I get back on track with work, get back to my store, only to find out that my manager has died, either from a heart attack or a brain aneurism. When I go to talk to her family, give them my condolences, they all say the same thing on three separate occasions: "I know."

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