Jamie, I had the most fucked up dream ever. You and I were at East Junior High, in the art/tech ed hallway. (Um...you probalby don't know what the art/tech ed hallway is, having never went to school there. It's on first floor, and it's the part with all the glass windows that you can see in to when you drive past on Lincoln Street.) Anyway. We were running up and down the hallway, and sometimes we stopped to dance because Madonna was playing over the loud speakers. We were only wearing bras and super-tiny underwear. There were other people around, but they were either fully clothed or wearing towels, and they were jealous of us because they wanted to dance and be naked-ish too, but they were too scared and inhibited. It was a very liberating dream. I know it sounds creepy, but trust me...it wasn't.