the_woodshed and ainabarad, and all of us were beat-tired, and crashed on the floor. I couldn't sleep well (I'm screwed, even in my dreams, huh?) and kept trying to adjust some radio/heater/thingy. Gave up and went into the kitchen (the other two were gone by this time), where someone in a blue t-shirt and light-blue undies with a fantastic ass was bent over the sink, washing the dishes. I mentioned that I was going to do that later, and sat down. She turned around, we started talking (she looked like a cross between syrinakintari and corachaos, *mrowr*), and at some point, became Asian. I went back towards the main room, where there was a large flower vase, full of chocolate shake (delicious, but was no longer cold), and when I put it down, found some items on the table for me. I picked up a plaid shirt in pink and light-blue, mentioned that it was hideous, and in the pocket, found two sets of keys, one I hadn't had in years, and one that was recent. A note in the pocket implied that they had come from someone at the hospital, but I didn't recognize the initials of the person who wrote the note, nor could I figure out how they'd gotten some old diary page of mine to write the note on. I turned and looked into the bathroom, where the Asian girl was floating about a foot and a half off the floor, and moved like she was trying to balance on something. As I watched, she slowly faded away.*shrug* My mind is a weird place.