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8:13am December 20, 2013

For some reason my subconscious

Sees no reason not to give me these dreams that wouldn’t be out of place on Buffy. Like these monsters that couldn’t die and would hunt me down until I die. And meanwhile I searched Santa Clara for Anne.

And then I woke up, wrote all but the last word of the last paragraph, and fell asleep straight into another horrible dream, only this was a terrifying live-action video game, a common type of dream for me. Some kind of puzzle game set in a house where all sorts of beyond-awful beyond-impossible things were happening. Although I did escape to try to get to Anne’s house but never got there. I found a couple guys in a store who helped me play the game. Even though by then I’d turned into a monster that wanted to eat them. (I put a shopping basket over my face so I couldn’t bite.)

But in the end, through “remembering” the cheat-sheet through the game, I was able to grab the right items and use them right (even harder to do that than the THHGTTG text game) and was rewarded. We saved an alien cat from being possessed (long story) and she had the cutest teensiest talking kittens in the world, and let me snuggle them.