Last night was no exception. Snuggled in my very own bed in my own room at home, i dreamt a myriad of strange strange things. The definite winner was some strange sort of soap opera starring some people i actually know, and some i made up out of my head. All of the characters were gathered at a sort of garden party, awaiting the entrance of someone. That someone turned out to be a walking, talking, female ape. She was very beautiful and famous and was accompanied by her mother. She was so beautiful and famous, in fact, that all of the men at the party were hoping to marry her. She was oblivious to this.

At one point i was speaking to Ms. Ape, and i revealed to her (much to my own surprise) that i knew the person who had made the giant lady-liberty-like sculpture of her. She immediately asked to be introduced and so we walked through the party to the entrance of the building it was being held outside of. Standing there was Anthony, a Drexel Player who recently transferred to New Orleans. I introduced the two, and they were mutually charmed by each other.

Some amount of conversation followed, and it quickly became apparent that Anthony and the she-ape were enamored with each other. The she-ape’s mother(-ape) seemed a bit perturbed by this, as she was hoping her daughter would marry a professional and not some arty college student. In open defiance of her mum, the beautiful young ape declared that she and Anthony would be engaged right there, if he would accept her offer. He immediately agreed and the two shared a passionate kiss.