I dreamt AGAIN last night, but for once, I can't remember it. I guess you should be grateful.

Last night I was in a helicopter on some sort of government type mission that involved video cameras on tall tripods. I don't remember getting anything accomplished, and when we unpacked in a field, the cameras were covered in grime. I think we had taken them to another planet... or something.

I was then riding with my Granny in her Blazer, and we were talking about family issues. The conversation then turned to artsy stuff that we could attend together, and we decided to go to some big art event that night. I wasn't really interested, but wanted to spend time with my Granny. When we got back to her house, my (late) grandfather was there, and talked to me about how great the art event would be. The scene moved to my kitchen back home and my parents and sister were there as well. My sister said something about how the art event might not be that great for me because it involved artists that I didn't know who were before my time. I was still glad to be able to spend time with my Granny, though.

Scene Change: Calvin's campus.

I'm having a hard time making sense of this part, or even accurately remembering it, but I know I had been captured by a giant, who planned to make me into a stew. He took me back to a 3rd floor dorm, put me into bed and fell asleep beside me, mumbling something about how good the stew would be. Obviously, being made into a stew was not on my list of happy future plans, so I snuck out, even though I suspected he knew I was escaping. I left the dorm via the back entrance and ran by BB and KH (two dorms behind my own). More accurately, I tried to run, but felt like I was moving at a crawling pace. There was a clothing store on campus, and I was making my way there. On the way I saw Sara Rip and Zack Hache, who tried to strike up conversation with me. I was just trying to escape from the giant, though. When I got to the clothing store, Zack was proud of me for going there. I wondered why, so I looked in and saw that every piece of clothing had a Canadian flag or a maple leaf on it. Yay Canadian pride! I went in and searched for a place to hide. I went into one of the bathrooms/ changing rooms and locked the door behind me (a stall-type door, the kind that reaches neither to the floor nor to the ceiling.). When I looked around the stall, it had a felt board and a white board in it, because it was also used for sunday school classes. What kind of church would hold sunday school classes in a bathroom stall? I decided that I would check out this on-campus church, but kept my mind on the task at hand: evading the giant who was making his way to the Canadian clothing store at that moment.

Oooooh the suspense! I have to go to class!