We are the stuff dreams are made of.

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I just had the *coolest* dreams. With futuristic cities and cool cars and big-budget type stunts and evil corporations chasing us. Bruce Willis showed up and then, for no reason I could name, Martin Freeman. Now I think about it, I'm sure I was hiding from the genetically engineered monster in the stairwell with Summer Glau.

And then it *snowed*. It was like someone took all my favourite things and put them in a movie.

I should watch Resident Evil and Sin City before I go to sleep *all the time*. Awesome.