I was on vacation...with a bunch of people...in the French countryside. Fantastic hotel/apartment...people coming and going. Some drama about one of the people who was supposedly on the way...something negative was a-happening.
went to bed, but was awoken by gnashing sound. at the foot of my "bed" (which was on the top floor of the apatrment...looks like a mountain top...open air) was a critter with big fangs and human-esque eyes eating away at a skunk. "shit"...how do I get around this thing and get downstairs?!?!
manage to get by it. meet up with co-travelers downstairs, at which point, somebody alerts me to the fact that my face has been painted in my sleep. look in mirror...WOW...it is. Time to go wash it off. Where IS the bathroom? Who are all these NEW people wandering around the apartment? We're leaving tomorrow...where is all my stuff? Who is that in my bed?

*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*

-turns off alarm-


Was there peyote in my wine last night?

Awake,
P.Fiddlesticks