Maybe the release of Eragon (don't bother seeing it, by the way) has infected my brain, but for whatever reason I had a dream last night that involved me competing against a black dragon. First, the dragon breathed 7,012-degree fire (an error: anyone who plays D&D knows that black dragons breathe acid) on a section of the pier we were standing on and challenged me to make my breath as hot. I lost, of course, but I still managed to get it up to 6000+ degrees. Don't ask me how. Next was a gymnastics contect. A quote from me: "Your headstand wasn't a very good one, but everyone knows dragons only have Dexterity 10." I then woke up before it was my turn.
Spanish final later today. *cracks knuckes*
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