I dreamt I was in Japan. There were a number of students who were struggling to finish the same portfolio I need to turn in next Monday. We got on a train in Tokyo that was supposed to take us to a study retreat where we'd be able to complete our papers in quietude. Due to a misunderstanding/translation error regarding the roof the roof the roof being on fire, the train was reversed back to the station. So a few of us who could ride got ahold of motorcycles that we were supposed to take to the retreat. The guy who was leading our ride caught wind of a party, though, and so we ended up at this multilevel loft. It was pretty humid, but we saw there was a kiddie pool on the top level. And who was in the pool? Bill Clinton. And yeah, he was really that cool.