Ugh. Just had a horrible nightmare that I cut my hair to chin-length. Naturally, it was horrible and demented-looking. It was a hideous shade of white-blond, and when I toussled it up to look for a style that would minimize the damage, it turned into yarn, which in the dream reminded me of the hair on a Rainbow Brite doll. Ugh. Think Farscape's Chiana with slightly longer hair, a limp, ineffective perm, on the worst hair day of her life, without spiky hair gel. Anyway, mum was helping me move into the Penn dorm, which was insanely nice, and I found that on my hall were Tina Lalangas (my best friend in 5th grade), Jenny Branson, Tanja, and Carrot, among about 15 faceless others. I shared a dorm with Tina. The first night was an anime cosplay party, so I chose to go as Ed from Cowboy Bebop. As I searched my closet for something suitably androgynous, Mother confusedly hovering over my shoulder, I found in a drawer a giant clown pillow, a marionette of a demented blue dog, and quite a few other "what the hell"s. I eventually found a satisfying-enough outfit and ran off to find Tanja.

Craziness.