I have a mixed feeling of "good riddance" and "oh my god! my bed! my beautiful, beautiful bed!" I wish uncle tom didn't have to go though, I kinda relate to him. had a couple of strange dreams last night. first, I was a werewolf superhero armed with a portal gun, and my arched nemesis was a guy with a toilet plunger, and a purple cape, who tortures kids on school field trips. he fell ten feet, died, and when I got home, my apparent best friend (even though I never met the guy in real life) was looking at a map, then turned into a captain-planet lookalike with gills, and yelled "yeah!!!!". I woke up, fell back to sleep, and I had a third person view of a girl on a coveyer-belt in some sort of factory, surrounded by a bunch of other dead girls than look just like her, she got off, ran away, passing a sign that said "skin harvesting plant". I have to assume they grew dead people to harvest skin for burn victims and the like to make a replacement face or whatever. I imagined it as a heavy metal music video. kinda weird...... oh well, might be some good ideas for a sketch.