After finally getting to sleep last night, I had a weird dream.

It was in my house, and we were in my bedroom except none of my stuff was there. In place of it were a lot of school desks, with random people sitting around being taught by Vince Vaughn. No idea what he was teaching though, I got bored and went down stairs.

In the kitchen we have a pantry which is usually just full of junk. This time it had a man sitting in it with a money box. He asked me for £1.70, which I found in my pocket and gave him. But he was like “Actually, we don’t accept those kinds of pounds, do you have a thicker one, like this?” I just looked at him weird and walked past, down the stairs (which don’t exist), and he shouted “I’ll let you off this time!”

Down stairs was a basement, with a few people sitting on the floor all holding different types of controls; joysticks, PlayStation controls, N64 controls, Atari-pong controls. They were all playing Super Mario Kart 64. There was about seven or so people, all different ages and stuff, just playing. There was another woman (Mary, I think, from Web Design) walking around saying “if you’ve had your two rounds, you have to leave!”