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I've noticed that my recent entries have been mostly comprised of:

a) whining about my day
b) whining about my readings
c) going into unnecessary and boring details about a boring day, past or future

So today, I bring you a dream!

First, there was this dream about me visiting Karen in Boston over Memorial Weekend, with me going "oh no! I have to skip dance!! can I make it up? what if I can't? and I have to skip another time!!?"*, and then getting train tickets over to Boston for a miraculous $150, and finding Karen and meeting Courtney and Lucrece, etc, and looking at pretty opera costumes! Then I said "okay, now I have to go to New York and Princeton and visit Jess and Sabrina". And Karen's like... "um, Sushu, you *can't*"
"Why not?"
"Just because... it's so *hard* to get there, y'know. The fare there is more expensive than to Chicago. You see, Boston is so much closer." And she pulls out a map. And lo and behold, Chicago is where Detroit is, and Boston is in the middle of Lake Huron. Of course, this makes complete logical sense. I pout and say, "Are you sure?"
"Yeah"
"Not even to New York?"
"No."
"b-but..."
"I think you can get as far as Rochester"
"all right. Guess I can go to the Met, then. What's there to see in Boston? Jebediah Springfield?"
"Um... MIT guys?"
"hmm... I think there's a museum here, with lots of mummies?"
And then I go out and get scared by the traffic, and wake up.

It's almost scary how real most of my dreams are. Sometimes I feel like I'm living more of my life in dreams than in RL. or that I'm active 24/7. Like I'm sure there's this professor w/ a squeaky voice who was telling me that one *must* differentiate between England and the British Empire as being pre-1600's vs post. However, I can't recall any professor who have a squeaky voice, male, and look vaguely Indian. So was it a dream? I no longer know. If it's a dream, it's possibly after reading that Race/Ethnicity chapter about the English colonizing the Irish and building the British Empire.

* and then I remembered it in Dance and realized that I wouldn't have class on Mon anyway.

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Aaaah, Sushu, I love you! That's the best dream ever!! Just so you know, I keep all of your kickass postcards and stick them to my wall. ::hug!:: :D

thanks! ::huggles back:: I really needed that today. ::in quagmire of hw::

The scarriest part of your dream is that it's about geography.

(You should have thrown in some dancing puppies.)

but there weren't dancing puppies in the dream. A happy almost-dancing Karen, but no puppies.

You must have been channelling me, because we had BEAUTIFUL weather here today--76 degrees outside, CAN YOU BELIEVE IT?! Wearing only one layer at a time is a fucking epiphany.

Fucking New England.

I know! It was gorgeous yesterday. I was wearing just a t-shirt and jeans, and I went on a walk down to the canal. So beautiful. It's supposed to go back down to 40 tomorrow. ;.;

Fucking New England indeed.