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Last night's dream was weird and scary. First of all, I couldn't find the house I used to babysit for (don't know which kid it was though), and I really wanted to because it was a cool house. So I tried to take the kid and then leave. Then there was something about camping out in cars with Starfire or Band-uh (man, I don't know which) and Steven was there so I got to sleep in the back of his mom's SUV, which was pretty much the only good part of the dream. Then after I tried to steal this kid because the mom had moved or something, and I walked all the way either direction... one direction led me to the freeway (something that went from LA to Portland, probably I5) and one was a really dark forest that got lighter as I became more comfortable or something.

Then there was a parade, and I had a few band/chorus friends there (Mark, Chris, Dave, and a couple others) and so we started SINGING "Basket Case". Like, we sang our parts. That was actually REALLY cool, and I wish I could try it out in real life. (What, I can hit a Bb without warming up, I could do it.) But then the parade turned into a natural disaster and there was something weird going on involving magic, a giant prism, and Andrew making the world end or something bizarre. And I couldn't talk to him, and then I had lost Steven, and then I was all alone or something, and it was hard to bring myself back to reality when I woke up.

I bet it's because I ate mostly cookies yesterday.