Ever have a dream where you have memories in the reality of the dream that are themselves false?  Like last night I had this dream that Stephanie and I were on Survivor, except that the location was some town in the Philippines rather than a deserted island.  And in the dream I remembered that Garrison and I were both on Survivor a while ago and that we both got eliminated early and that’s why Jeff didn’t remember me and let me back on the show.  This time Stephanie and I had managed to get pretty far by pretending not to know each other or something.  And we were at this immunity challenge at this Spanish-looking church (it was the Philippines so that makes sense) and we were about to have to eat some disgusting things when a group of like a thousand Japanese school children started walking through the church (they were on a field trip apparently) so Jeff had to delay the challenge.  But anyway what I thought was real weird was that I had a memory in the dream that wasn’t a real memory.  Then later we all went into the ocean with a bunch of the Japanese kids and there were these like twenty-foot high waves crashing into the shore but these kids were like surfing prodigies it turned out and one of them almost hit me in the head with her surf board and then I woke up to find I was neither in the ocean nor the Philippines.  And after further inspection, I determined that there were no Japanese minors in the room with me either.