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Mostly @ Jared: I had a zombie dream last night. Except mine wasn't sexual in any way. And it was at school. And there was a parade dedicated to them that ran down the main bridge from North to Central (Thurston Ave? I don't know things). I was the only one who knew they were zombies, because they looked exactly like everyone else (not decaying or anything. Very tricky). They were controlled by Dracula's dead younger brother, presumably also a vampire. Apparently they weren't normal zombies, but the kind made by a vampire killing a victim without giving the victim some of the vampire's blood to make him into a vampire. Except that in most stories the victim just dies when that happens. Whatever. My subconscious doesn't make sense.