i had a nightmare this morning in the time between when celia left (8.30) and when i got up for class (9.55). it sucked. there was something about being on a train, which was running on a dirt road in the forest, but which might have been a ship. whatever it was, it was dark and running late, possibly by a day or two. i was supposed to know where it was going, but i didn't really, and i didn't know what day it was either. and then there was something where i was in a room which might have been a wide open space, and there were things and boxes and possibly a balloon or inner tube. that last thing was good because the space got flooded, very deep. and then the stuff started catching on fire. i thought that was quite unfair - all this water, and the only solid stuff around is *burning*? and then i was back in my house and my dad had pinned me against the stereo cabinet so i couldn't hit or kick him with any force, and he was very calmly trying to kill me. he pressed two fingers between two ribs at a spot where, apparently, if he pressed hard enough, he could go through, and then pull my heart out. and then i guess he didn't because then i was in something that was supposed to be my brother's room but had windows like my dorm room, and i was trying to escape out the window, but i had to find most of my clothes first - shoes, i think, and a jacket because it was winter. i ended up with my old black parka, but i don't think i made it out the window, because my dad kept showing up.
i realized at some point that i was dreaming, and got very worried that i was going to sleep through class, so i tried to wake up. i think the first attempt was right after my dad almost ripped my heart out, and i woke up to my brother's room. another attempt failed, and then one woke me up to my room and a clock that said 3pm, and when i realized that couldn't be right, it dumped me back in the dream. eventually i woke up, 3 minutes before my alarm was supposed to go off.
(this is the part of the day where i'm awake)
and then i got to class just barely on time, but the classroom clock was 4 minutes fast so steven claimed nikki and i were late. nikki is a dwarf. because of construction, the path to the theater that doesn't involve stairs is blocked off, making it impossible for nikki to get to class on time. she plans on bitching at steven about this. i say go for it. he could use a good being bitched at. :)
turns out it was hobbes and not locke we were reading, but i didn't do any of it. :P it doesn't help that the book is out of print and on reserve in the library, making it hard to get a hold of (32 people in the class all vying for the book). a lot of our credit is going to be posting to a class forum online. this is a good thing, because that sort of writing is so much easier for me than essays. (exhibit a, this journal.) and i think hobbes almost made sense. i'm encouraged.
also, it turns out that the faust questions are due friday, not today. today i was supposed to have read not only doctor faustus but the castle of perseverance as well, which is a medieval morality play. considering we were comparing the two and i'd only read one, it was a bit difficult. and now i'll need to revise my answers.
he didn't give us a syllabus and the assignment sheet didn't have a due date on it. grr.
no fencing again due to soggy ground.