I dreamed last night that I was at a party with some of my Internet bros, the co-president of the Writers' Guild, and a seemingly inoffensive guy who was secretly a practitioner of unspeakable eldritch magic. I was determined to expose him in front of everyone and have him driven out, because I didn't want the competition. There ensued some kind of
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This reminds me that I myself once had a dream where I was hangin' out with the rest of the Hivemind (maybe we actually were all creepin' in through Carrie's window) and I remember that whatever my imagination had dreamed up to represent you, you had scary shiny glasses all the time. It was an impressive effect.
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Which is to say, YES GOOD PLEASE TAKE IT /ENABLES FOREVER...
Permanent scary shiny glasses, you say? Somehow your imagination has derived an extremely accurate picture of me. I find this just a trifle suspicious.
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