Last night I dreamt that I went to some kind of MaxFunCon dinner.
It wasn’t the MaxFunCon dinner, but you know how it is… I flew all the way there with only one suitcase packed and arrived just in time to change before dinner. I went to my beautiful room (met some other Danish guy, I think, but that part is blurry) and went downstairs where I met and shook hands with a very kind, good-looking, sun glasses-wearing Jesse Thorn, only to seconds later find out that what I was wearing was hideous. Mixed patterns, horrible color combinations, everything too big.
It was a nightmare.
I suppose other people have nightmares about being chased or drowning or something similarly horrific. I dreamt about making a bad impression on an idol.
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