See reverse side for title.

In the beginning of this dream, I think I was in a mall. There was a male demon or malevolent spirit or something. It was nighttime (it's rarely nighttime in my dreams, which is interesting) and I was trying to avoid it. A wedding dress was involved somehow.

Then I was in a Cajun restaurant, eating conch and rice and drinking cocktails with the family that seemed to own the restaurant. They were Cajun also. I was debating eating the last few bites of rice when the guy I was sitting with calmly and politely took my plate and ate them himself. Yes, he did that politely.

Soundtrack to this dream: "Sit On Your Face" by Lords of Acid, which just makes the whole thing more surreal.