Hairy chin

So, I'm currently staying in Arvada, CO, visiting my recently returned missionary Austin Brown and his family. Usually in such circumstances, I don't dream... but this one I remembered vividly (once I was awake for a little bit and stroked my chin). Our ward had an athletic team of some sort for intramurals. I would say it was frisbee, but I don't know, because 9 people had to be on the field at one time. Frisbee regulation is 7. Also, there were all types of people on my team, including some athletic people, David Peterson, and a rounder girl that doesn't exist in real life. The important part is that Shannon was on my team. We were playing in American Fork for some reason, and the game was about to begin. We had 11 people there- that is two subs, but having some people more in shape than others made it so more than 2 subs would probably be advised. Right about then, I realized that I had forgotten my cleats and shoes and all other equipment needed to play. I asked Shannon for the key to our apartment (we were still roommates). She explains to me (very weakly) that she had dropped her keys while at my parent's house. My parents, in the dream, lived in Lehi. So, I was naturally very angry that she had been so absent-minded. So I punched her in the arm. Pretty hard. She started wimpering, and I started apologizing profusely, and she told me it was ok, just never to hit her again. I felt like a huge jerk. So, I leave the frisbee game in a huge hurry. I go to my parent's house to pick up the apartment key. By this point, I really need to go to the bathroom (in my dream) so I go into the bathroom and look in the mirror. I had long, black, coarse hairs sprouting out of my cheeks and chin. Not enough to have a respectable man-beard, just enough to be REALLY gross. I was disgusted with myself, and immediately wondered what Austin would think about this new development in my chin-wear. I was so embarrassed that I started trying to pluck them out before going back to the frisbee game, only to be increasingly frustrated with my mom's sucky tweezers. That is all I can remember. I find it funny that only after doing scripture study and stroking my chin did I remember my hairy chin adventures of the night before.