Well, one more week 'til the end of school... I've been having some interesting dreams lately. For example, several nights ago I had one that referenced an H.P. Lovecraft story called "The Shadow Out of Time."

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I had been walking down the main road of our neighborhood, when I noticed a massive structure on the hill. It appeared to be the ancient ruins of a long-dead civilization. It was about 200 feet high and made of light grey granite. It had a massive featureless ridge on the top, held up by crumbling pillars, each about 40 feet in diameter. In the center was a colossal 185 or so foot tall alcove, going inwards about 20 or so feet. The inside of the alcove was lined with small ridges, each about 1 to 2 feet wide, with several inches between them. The alcove was filled with several black, dome-shaped openings serving as doors or windows.

I asked my dad, who was also with me, what it was, and he claimed not to know, but suggested that it could be an abandoned, crumbling freeway. I convinced him to accompany me in exploring the ruins, and we decided the only way to get to it was to sneak through Russ' yard. (Russ is our neighbor who makes fake rocks for landscaping. He lives in a tiny house with a huge and steep driveway.) As we entered his yard, we saw a vast array of buildings. Apparently he had made quite a bit of money as of late. After about 20 minutes or so of sneaking past empty buildings, we reached the last cluster. It was mainly a large, 2-story "L" shaped building made of tan, imitation adobe. they had a large wooden deck or balcony supported by many rectangular pillars and supports. There was a tiny old, somewhat chubby, woman with short blonde hair watching TV on a couch. She noticed me and began talking.

"Oh, Gunnar! I haven't seen you since you were born! You know, I've always wished you could have been born like me... Well, and my son Russ and your uncle Greg..."

"How is that?" I responded.

"Removed from your mother with a robotic, razor-like claw. Say... Could I just... Cut you a bit, for old time's sake?" she said, withdrawing from her shirt a small razor.

"No!"

I asked if I could use a computer to find out more about the ruins, and she allowed me to. They were apparently occupied millions of years ago by the Truncated Cones of the East. They were later driven out by tentacled Wise Ones, some of which still occupy the ruins even today.

I was about to walk to the ruins when I woke up. It was... Frustrating.

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Anyways, happy Father's Day.

SQUID!