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9 February 1999
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two dreams that i remember from last night. in the first i was living in a renovated east hall (my dorm at nmh). there was some commotion and i looked out my door and the room across the hall had be completely ransacked. they wanted to pin it on mike isler, and he later returned to the scene of the crime. i said you know there are security cameras built into the door locks, and i telepathically showed him a security video of him breaking into the room. so he unscrewed the locking mechanism from the door and carefully took it apart. he shook some sand out of it, as if that's where the video was stored, put it back together, and reinstalled it.
later i got a good look at this room across the hall. it wasn't trashed anymore, and beyond that, it was huge. when the kid who lived there showed up i was back in my room watching tv on my computer. (i also had pulled out a bunch of 7" vinyl records, but i have no idea why this is.) we talked for a bit, and then i couldn't contain my animosity at the size of his room. i was a four year senior and was in what should have been the largest single in the dorm, and here he was, a freshman in this huge room with a staircase and multiple levels and such. he made some comment about being willing to trade rooms if i gave him my computer monitor.
in the second dream i was going out to eat with george, gale, and marc frasca. gale just sorta picked a restaurant without thinking that there might not be anything vegan to eat. and once inside we had a hard time finding a table. the bulk of the dream was made up of us starting to sit somewhere and then having to get up and move. when we finally found a table, my dad had joined us. marc mentioned that er!n had called for me just before we left. i was upset that he had waited this long to tell me.
so, the theme for today was work above all else. i stayed up late last night trying to hammer out the plan with daniel. eventually i figured i need the sleep and went to bed as nothing else was going to happen. i got up early this morning so i could get another hour or so in before my painting class. things were.. well, stressful. to say the least.
i ended up missing class. i'm really upset about that. post umass i had only missed one class before now. and that was because of half a foot of snow. and we didn't even resolve anything this morning. so everything's still very much up in the air.
and i spent most of the rest of the day very tense about work. bleh.
i did get to my philosophy of religion class. i wasn't about to miss two classes today. and that was a good break. a couple of hours of thinking on a completely different wavelength.
later i got a good look at this room across the hall. it wasn't trashed anymore, and beyond that, it was huge. when the kid who lived there showed up i was back in my room watching tv on my computer. (i also had pulled out a bunch of 7" vinyl records, but i have no idea why this is.) we talked for a bit, and then i couldn't contain my animosity at the size of his room. i was a four year senior and was in what should have been the largest single in the dorm, and here he was, a freshman in this huge room with a staircase and multiple levels and such. he made some comment about being willing to trade rooms if i gave him my computer monitor.
in the second dream i was going out to eat with george, gale, and marc frasca. gale just sorta picked a restaurant without thinking that there might not be anything vegan to eat. and once inside we had a hard time finding a table. the bulk of the dream was made up of us starting to sit somewhere and then having to get up and move. when we finally found a table, my dad had joined us. marc mentioned that er!n had called for me just before we left. i was upset that he had waited this long to tell me.
so, the theme for today was work above all else. i stayed up late last night trying to hammer out the plan with daniel. eventually i figured i need the sleep and went to bed as nothing else was going to happen. i got up early this morning so i could get another hour or so in before my painting class. things were.. well, stressful. to say the least.
i ended up missing class. i'm really upset about that. post umass i had only missed one class before now. and that was because of half a foot of snow. and we didn't even resolve anything this morning. so everything's still very much up in the air.
and i spent most of the rest of the day very tense about work. bleh.
i did get to my philosophy of religion class. i wasn't about to miss two classes today. and that was a good break. a couple of hours of thinking on a completely different wavelength.