Dreamlog

Sneaky Crabs:
I'm at a party at somebody's apartment, sitting at a desk with a laptop in front of me.
My coworker J from the lab is here. I noticed that I'm not wearing pants and feel nervous.
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I'm at my second Arizona apartment, and there is a group crowded around the TV playing a game.
I watch the screen for a bit. It is a dark area, with tiny crab monsters all around.
The player needs to navigate a dark pathway forward while avoiding the crabs.
I brag that it looks easy. Somebody calls my bluff and hands me a strange controller.

Fragment:
Something about my coworker G.

Fragment:
A nightmare about shitting my pants.