Dreamt I was at Collinwood with Jill Whelan, the captain's daughter from Love Boat. She was about fourteen and wearing a long red gown. Nancy Pelosi was there in place of Mrs. Johnson and Dr. Hoffman. It wasn't going to get any better. Nancy took Jill away. Next thing you know, Jill was tumbling down a turret, screaming for her life. Now, there were others in the house, a man in a lab coat, I think, maybe two. They'd come to take Nancy away, but she wasn't done. She had a hypodermic needle hidden behind her back, and she pricked me with it. After that, I don't remember so much.
