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I had a dream that I lived in this huge hotel that had been turned into an apartment complex. I lived with a couple of other people, I think, but I'm prety sure they were just dream-people who don't exist in real life as far as I know. Also, a lot of people were always visiting and spending nights and stuff. I always loved it when _wirehead_ came over because we played this cool ongoing game where we would find new tennants and confuse the daylights out of them by telling them all these weird rules we made up about the place, and how if they followed them all the landlord would leave them presents. Then we would pick our favorite people and leave things in front of their doors and run away, useless things like a handful of burnt popcorn kernels or a bowl of melty ice cream. We had so much fun and it was so weird. After a while, the dream kind of disentigrated into dreams of moonsail, that he had come over and we were laying on the bed together and talking about things I can't quite recall. The whole things was very odd, and very amusing. I must remember to do transits later on, I've been trying to keep track of what the heavens are doing when I have weird dreams like that.