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Well. This is the second time that Neo from the Matrix has shown up in my dreams. No, it wasn't Keanu Reaves; it was Neo. And no, it wasn't a dream of any sexual nature, though I certainly wouldn't have minded if it were. Or at least superficially it wasn't; either of the two times. So like...there was Neo and me, and some other people (I don't remember who they were) at a ski resort. But it was spring, with the resort still in full swing, ski lift and everything. Neo was himself, only dressed in regular schmoe clothes, and chubbier and less tended to than his movie self. He wasn't wearing sunglasses either. Like my other dream, Neo was trying to teach me how to do something profound and cool, but I wasn't understanding it, no matter how fully he explained the process. It was little frustrating when I think of it now. I think he was teaching me at the time how to karate chop something, only with the force of a sledge hammer or a really strong ax. Anyway, I think we were fine aquaintances, and I was leaving the joint (or perhaps escaping), but on the way down on the freakishly long lift I realized I had left behind two pairs of shoes. They were really cute flats, too. But no matter, because he airmailed it, and it reached the end of the lift before I even did. I think there was also a black dude with a shaved head in my dream, but I'm thinking he wasn't Morpheus.

Man, even my dreams dorky.

By the way, if you've read all of that, I'm sorry to say that it was of no real significance whatsoever, but I'm glad you gave it a look.

Here's a pic-a-ture i drew.