Hot off the neurons: I dreamed that my primary form of transportation was a swiveling desk chair. I drove it to the wedding of my friend, Sarah. I had moments of cognitive dissonance when I needed to signal a turn, but had no turn signal with which to do so. Anyway, at the wedding I got so drunk that I collapsed in the aisle just as she was
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