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I dreamt I was shopping for a Christmas present for Keith, since the one I'd gotten him had fallen through. There was a lot of pressure to come up with a great gift immediately. Then I discovered that one of the shop assistants was the Urstodian's friend Lauren, so I just sat on the floor and talked to her instead of shopping. She tried to sell us stuff in the store, but none of it seemed like stuff Keith would like and she said the food was all way too old to be edible.

Then I went to the ATM and I was annoyed because my bank doesn't print the balance at the bottom of the receipts (it doesn't, and this does annoy me) so you have to waste time and paper by printing out the balance separately and you have to remember to do this before you do a withdrawal or else the machine will spit out your card and you'll have to do it again. Anyway, it's annoying and in my dream, I was suddenly struck with a spirit of difference-making, so I went up to the counter, ready to fight and get them to change this. I didn't know exactly what to do, so I sort of stuttered over my words.

"Do... do you have, like, a hmmmm, a complaints form? Or comments? You know?"

The teller looked at me with disdain and repeated my words in that "mee mee mee mee" mocking tone that you really can't capture on the Internet, handing me a piece of paper which may or may not have been a comments form but I didn't get a good look at it because I was distracted by getting pinched on the butt.

I turned around and it was Rotolu, who I haven't seen since high school. He disappeared to get some food from the food court and I left the bank area and told my friends I'd gotten a comments form and that I'd been sexually harassed. "... by HIM!" I said, pointing, and Rotolu came over to where we were and we went to Kroger's together.

srah - Tuesday, 13 January 2004 - 9:06 AM

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Comments (6)

gravatar Mr B------ - January 13, 2004 - 10:06 AM -

Were you really going to get Keith a gift, or was that part of the dream? Frankly, I think you need to stop obsessing over my friends!

gravatar srah - January 13, 2004 - 10:15 AM -

'Twas just the dream!

gravatar katie - January 13, 2004 - 12:09 PM -

I'm wondering if this is really a dream, or what you actually did yesterday...

gravatar srah - January 13, 2004 - 12:11 PM -

My dreams are much more exciting than my real life. How sad.

gravatar lee - January 13, 2004 - 1:44 PM -

I haven't seen Rotulu since high school either! Haven't even thought of him. Whoa, blast from the past.

gravatar srah - January 13, 2004 - 1:53 PM -

Actually, I have seen Rotolu since high school (he went to Albion for a semester and I think I saw him somewhere else too...) but that didn't occur to me either in the dream or as I was typing it.

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