These dreams are like grapes: they come in a bunch.

So many dreams, so little time.

Last night:

I dreamt that I was starting a new semester of college, but it was at Cal High with most of the same Cal High people. I had injured myself, so instead of limping around, (and answering a bunch of questions about why I am limping) I decided to use a wheelchair. I went to a couple classes but then I had to go to the foreign language building. It was much farther away from the main building than it is in real life and I didn't want to push myself all the way there so I limped instead. When I got there, I found much to my excitement that Anushka, Amy Lynn and Danielle were in my French class, taught by who else but Madame Goldin? I looked at my schedule and realized I had the same class but later in the day. I rushed to Madame's desk to ask her if I could switch, when she announced she only had two openings left and there were two people ahead of me in line. The room was really huge with large wooden desks, new and un-graffitied. (Amy and me in French class)

Also last night:

This is my Dad's dream, but it is funny and about me so I'm including it here anyway. He dreamt that I left some gym clothes at Stanford where they had become infested with cockroach eggs. When I brought them home, the cockroached grew and infected my entire wardrobe. My mom insisted that the only way to handle it was to burn all the clothes. My dad refused, saying it would be too expensive and I refused because I liked my clothes too much. (Most are old and irreplaceable.) My mom tried to compromise by boiling my clothes, but it wasn't very successful.

Friday night:

I dreamt that I went to the grocery store and tried to buy a couple of things but couldn't find what I was looking for and then had some trouble at checkout. It was highly stressful.

Thursday night:

I dreamt that I went to babysit the Powers kids at 10AM as instructed but the parents did not return until after midnight. I was upset that they had left me there all day without warning and did not intend to babysit for them again. However, they seemed so pleased with my "work" that they wanted to hire me on a daily basis. I really didn't want to, but she offered me $1000 a week and I certainly couldn't turn that down. I was wary about actually going to babysit the next day. I don't if "luckily" is the right word, but I was not offered a full time gig.