Also, I'm not allowed to watch House before bed anymore. I wind up dreaming I caught some kind of virus from a stack of used comic books, so myself and a few others had to go into an isolation room, to prevent infecting anyone else. For some reason, we wound up playing Mao to determine who we'd have to kill in there. I'm not sure why the homicide needed to happen. Sacrifice? Pseudo-medical reasons? Boredom?