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So I had the weirdest dream last night. I had a dream where there was a new type of natural disaster. This new type consisted of rain turning into long icicle daggers. No, don’t even think for a second you can go outside, or go in your car, because they would pierce right through. So I was trying to survive in this and there were impaled people everywhere. Eventually I ended up in some mansion that had concrete floors so the icicles couldn’t penetrate. Then I was looking through paint cans trying to find purple paint while two of my friends were sleeping. I found a cool hat and a  nice shirt, no paint. Then I was in a different house running from these two people who thought that since everyone was dying anyway it would be fun to kill people. But don’t worry, I convinced them we should band together. After that it’s kind of hazy but in the end, I joined a band of people who were crusading towards some university’s residences, because they are all made of concrete. Oh, before that I was in a classroom and stole someone’s mac? But yeah so I ended up in res, and then everyone was just getting drunk and having a good time. It was weird. But I liked that dream. It was even weirder because I woke up from this dream about 7 times throughout it, and every time I fell back asleep it would continue.

I don’t know what this means, but maybe the world is going to end soon, and I will survive. Hopefully.

Anyway, still jobless. Still stuck here.