Odd dreams last night. In one part, I was with this random girl. We had to escape from a house, so we ran several blocks, turned down a street with a beach on one side, and ended up in a gigantic mall. The girl headed immediately for this goth and punk store, so I followed. We ran into Amelie in the crowd, but we didn’t stop to talk. The next day, we went back, this time bringing my friend Marcelina. She looked very interested in this belly chain thing, and she revealed that she had a pierced navel, which I found absolutely revolting. One of the employees kept trying to convince me to pierce something, so I dragged the others out of the store and we left.

Then, in another dream, I was in this all-white room, where this random guy was quizzing me, Alicey, and Sannali over impossibly weird HP trivia. However, we got it all right. It turns out that Fred and George both have the middle name “Jonathan Irving”, though the guy quizzing us tried to convince us that it was “Jonathan Irwin”, as that’s what was printed in his little booklet. However, we all knew we were right and he was helpless to disagree with us.

Then, I was on the sidelines of a soccer match. I stood behind our goal, watching the game go on. At one point, we scored, but the ref was too busy yelling at one girl to notice. He kept maintaining that the ball had not gone in the goal, despite my polite appeal to him that I had seen the ball cross over the line. I kept picking up this phone and leaving messages about the progression of the game and how annoyed I felt about the ref. At the time, I was certain that I was calling a friend, but later on, I became uncertain of who I was actually calling. I grew worried that I was leaving messages for the ref himself or someone high up on the soccer totem pole.

Next, I was in the boarding department for some weird school. A bunch of people were locked in a heated debate over who makes the better pastor, Chungy’s dad (actually a pastor) or Ridicully, Archchancellor of Unseen University in the Discworld series. Chungy took us across the boarding department, where her proof lay in a scene cut from the movie of “Order of the Phoenix”, in which Ron escapes from Wormtail, who is trying to kill him, wearing nothing but a bunch of red hula hoops and inner tubes.

Weird stuff. This is probably my mind’s way of making up to me for the past few weeks, in which I haven’t remembered any dreams. Odd.