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I had a strange dream last night. I was taking a shower in a hotel room, getting ready to look like Indiana Jones for some reason. Then an affluent Hollywood type who liked like Pete from Doctor Who and Monica May came into my room. Pete talked incessantly about god knows what, and I flirted with Monica. Eventually they both left, but Monica left her lighter. On her lighter was engraved an explanation of why she could not be with me, which began with the words "O gentle traveler", and I believe reffered to Pete as either her boss or her captor, or some kind of magic dream word that means both of those things. The dream branches out from there, this is all I can vividly remember. Except that at the end, before I woke up, I was somehow watching both of them on a Natalie Portman episode of SNL (not a rerun, a brand new Natalie Portman episode of SNL that only exists in my dreams), and Pete was less pleasant and Monica seemed unhappy. And for some reason I made out with a lot of girls in the dream, which doesn't usually happen but is a welcome addition.