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I've been sleeping like a rock lately, so my dreams are coming back in pieces.  Last night I vaguely remember trying to put the Easter Island moai statues in size order with Jennifer.  I also dreamt that I was at a large hotel pool complex watching what I really think was a Shakespeare play being performed on a very elevated platform.  I got one million bug bites all over me, and lept from the deck presumably to land in a pool, but ended up landing next to a very big bed at Whitney's mom's house.  Whit, her mom, and Cat were there playing a board game and asked me to join, which effectively distracted my dream brain from how itchy I was.