dream of mall blond and astrophysics

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fell asleep on my bed around 3:40pm, monday. just finished some leftover spaghetti. sara et al left yesterday. i guess i'm a bit numb from that.

in the dream, i'm in a mall. i go to this electronics store, with video games and such. i don't have any money on me, but when i leave i notice the store owner drop a twenty onto this box with a small hole cut at the top, but he misses the hole. there's also a bunch of toonies wrapped in clear plastic laying on the top of the box. i think it's some kind of donation box. though sorely tempted, i leave the money alone and walk on.

it's the lower level of the mall, and there are lots of arcade machines just set up in the middle. i'm looking for something among them, but i definitely do not find it.

as i walk away from them, .. a bit foggy here, but this beautiful blond woman appears, and we embrace. cheesy maybe, but i love her. i know that she's not a real person, but she SEEMS so real. Then two people, i think jenning and a2chow, appear (not out of thin air, but have walked to me), and i recall how REAL they look, and that though this may be a dream, they LOOK real, and i'm studying them and telling myself, "well, they're as real as real can be."

i think i've told things a bit out of order, because i think this part of the dream came first. in it, i'm in a classroom, of sorts. except one of the walls is actually a steep hillside.

the class is.. i'm not sure what course. but i remember that it's difficult material. i think duncan is there, so it's probably my dream-version of astrophys. someone got a version of the class notes.. actually, it's very much like astro in that it's sorta scary.

there's also music in this class, because i remember seeing sheet music. very foggy.

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