Ok, so my dream was kinda weird. I was at this, like, thing. That was kinda like a school sometimes, and kinda like a house sometimes. When it was a house, we were always trying to party or something, but REALLY quietly because someone's mom was totally asleep in the other room. There was this massive game, it was called, unimaginatively, "clothing swap". You could walk up to anyone playing the game (which was all the 100 or so people at the school/house), and swap clothes with them. I remember I started off wearing a shirt I actually own that says I didn't say it's your fault, I said I was going to blame you and jeans. Those were traded for a Marilyn Manson shirt and black bandage pants. Sadly, I do not remember any more of the outfits I wore. Oh, and the strangest part of all was that for a little bit, I was a guy. With a beard. Not a big beard, but still a beard. And I made a comment to the extent of "I'm so glad that my beard doesn't grow any longer than this, so I never have to shave".

/>Some other stuff happened that I can't figure out how to write down, and people I recognized were there.

How does my mind come up with this stuff? Though I would totally play that clothes-swapping game.