Had a few weird dreams last night. The first was about some sort of mystical order that perfected time travel via a few carefully planned deaths (the traveler's and someone in the order at the destination). I apparently hated concert band SO MUCH that I had to go back in time for some reason. I ended up waking up when my death was particularly gruesome. Or.. well.. I half woke up, but really just slipped into another dream where
The second dream was about a few gangsters robbing an IHOP