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I have been having the weirdest stream of dreams lately. Strangest thing is, if I place them (try to remember them as soon as i wake up) it actually works. So anyways, last nights was to weird to not write it down.

Started at an ice rink (I think). We were down in the middle, where the ice was, but there wasn't any ice, just a floor. I saw Brian Rosenbaum and his family, even though I've never seen his family, and I haven't seen him in three years. He was a bean pole. I mean, like seven feet and maybe 125lbs. He got shorter as dream progressed. I hugged him, and it was like he had never been gone. I remembered him, and he remembered me.
Then we were all in the stands, and the stands went up a bit. There were these guys in the bottom unloading barrels of stuff, and we all started chanting "Hockey." There were banners and everything. Then, this girl and I started chanting something different. I don't remember what it was, but I started, then she (I think long black hair- that Hispanic girl at school or Jean) joined, then these other joined, until everyone was doing my chant. I was standing on this platform, like a terrace in a stadium at one of the narrow ends. So anyways, Jean started singing, and I joined, and it got real quiet, and then someone else joined, and a few others, but it was still really small, then it just exploded and everyone was singing. I started doing rhythm, and then the core group joined me. The song ended and I started a different rhythm on claves. Then there was a spotlight on the ice, except it was water, like a pool. There were three of four guys standing on a giant claves. The first one fell into the water, then the second, then the third (Then the fourth?). Jean and the others joined for another song, and it turned into synchronized swimming.
The we started another song, and we got to this point where something was supposed to happen, and it wasn't, then *WHOOM* The electrical wires that hung around the stadium started giving off purple sparks. Like, Just one spot, but then it continued in a line around the cables. Then one of our swimmers, (I can't remember anything except he was a famous black dude) drove a bike down the stairs, flipped, straightened himself, and fell into the water. Swimming routine ensued.
After wards, there was a white bald guy, (Thing Major Armstrong-FMA) Who was saying that he would so something to take the same of our failure of something like that. Then He said something along the lines of, "Nobody had better even think about taking a picture of this." Then he faced away from us, and stood on top of a pile of cloth and did something. We in the mean time, had picked up a barbie doll and were sneaking looks at her breasts. he came back and said he needed a sacrifice and grabbed the doll, which was wearing a pink wedding dress that had been torn so she was wearing a miniskirt instead of full train. It had a meshy layer on top of the skirt, and I found that it was on my hair also.
We tried pulling a hair from the barbie and laying it on the voodoo-doll, but he rejected it, so I gave him one of mine, which was suddenly long, and pink like f#%ked up piano wire. He didn't believe it was my hair till I pulled the mesh off, then he said something I can't remember.

(Going to continue in a new post, this one is to long.)