Thankfully I seem no longer to be possessed by the evil hoochie hip hop girl. I actually slept through the night (first time this week) and woke up wanting to hear the Cure (aka the remedy for my condition). I also had this really crazy dream that I was being chased through a Ramada Inn by Iggy Pop. He looked like his current self, unfortunately, instead of like his yummy young blonde self that I so adore. He was trying to get me to have sex with him and I was like, no way man, I don't know where THAT has been. I was able to get away with a kiss instead and then I woke up. Kooky. 
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I once had a night full of reoccuring dreams that the devil was chasing me. He'd disguise himself as different people, but if you asked whether he was the devil he'd have to admit that he was. Towards the end of the last dream he disguised himself as Keith Richards. That way we couldn't understand a word he was saying, inclduing whether or not he was admitting that he was really the devil in disguise.
I had that dream a couple of years ago, and my shrink still talks about it ...