I dreamt that I was at a video arcade. I was playing a video game where the ultimate goal was to assassinate the president. That wasn't Bill Clinton, mind you. He looked more like Harrison Ford, so the game was like a movie. There were two parts. First there were some platform-style levels where you had to get past some guards and the White House chef too. Then the game became a Doom-style 3D game for the final showdown. It was not easy because the president could take well over a hundred shots and he fired back too. I managed to complete the game on my second try, amassing over 1.8 million points.
In the second dream, I was in a lounge with some people I knew and some I didn't. I saw a shiny mirror in a little bathroom about a hundred yards away and for some reason I felt that I had to use the mirror. So I went there and to my surprise, my reflection was a fursuited character. The head looked like a tan/brown-furred coyote's.
Then I was back in the bedroom of my apartment, except that some of the furniture was different and the rest had been rearranged. There was a pile of books on a square wooden table and I was seated there with an acquaintance. Then I saw someone I knew at the window. He was knocking on the window glass and asking to be let in. The strange thing is I live on the second floor.