Dream Log: No More Stuff!

I had a dream about moving last night. I was moving out of college and it was somewhere in the north of Colorado in a mountain town. And I wanted to ride a train to get there because there was a steam excursion from my parents house, down south around Durango or something, all the way up there. And my mom was picking me up for the last load out in an ancient Ford. When I went in I discovered a whole bunch of stuff that I had not remembered I needed to pack out, I though I was totally done except for turning in my keys. The closet was full of glassware and my roommate, (female, must be a progressive college rooming gay men with straight females in the dorms) commented something about my expensive tastes and how my parents liked that I was moving back in.

Earlier in the dream I had been driving up there and loading stuff out. And it was all very confused as dreams usually are.

Entering a Social Phase

"Oh dread and terror," the long time Mishalak watchers say. For he is now thinking he can be social again and is adding in all the local people who watch his journal into a group so he can find out what people are doing and pester them. And tonight I go to town, again so that I might see Batman Begins. Do the dance of joy Mishalak!

If anyone who's local to me got left out let me know.