Last night's seemed like one contiguous extravaganza...parts of which have left me already. But I do remember that I was supposed to meet CRAIG at some bar and we finally met up and ended up getting kicked out for making fun of people. (A scenario that I think is fairly plausible, actually...)
Later I was at a restaurant eating by myself. I was reading something and was really engrossed in it...then someone tapped me on the shoulder - it was Leeds man and he said "Weren't we supposed to have sex?" or something equally bizarre...and then we started making out...
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I also dreamt about Funky, who emailed me yesterday after not hearing from him for months. He is going to be in Chicago in a few weeks. That should be interesting...