December 4, 2004

• Last night I had a dream reminiscent of something Vincent Price might have acted in. I was the head of the staff in this huge mansion. The owners of the mansion were a married couple. The man’s best friend also lived there. The best friend and the wife were having an affair and conspired to kill the master of the house by poisoning him. However he found out about it and shot them at dinner. Then he died of the poison.

  
  

  Then all the servants rejoiced because we hated all three of them. lol Since I was head of the staff, they all came to me to ask what we should do. I told them to get rid of the bodies, and we’d get what was coming to us for the all the years of service we’d put in. We sat down and had a great dinner (sans wine!).

  
  

  We were just clearing up the dishes when the dead master’s lawyer came in, looking for his boss. I took him aside and told him that the master of the house had left on an extended and private vacation with his wife to try to patch up their marriage. He was a little disappointed because they were kind of friends and he hadn’t been told, but said he knew that they’d been having trouble and would keep everything hush hush. He also gave me a box, saying that it was a birthday present from the master’s grandfather (who had died), but that it had gotten lost in the mail until now. Then he left.

  
  

  I opened the box and there was a treasure map inside, so I called all the servants together and said, “Change of plans!” And we all went on a treasure hunt, which was less illegal than living in the mansion of our former dead employers and spending all their money. heh

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