Weird nightmare last night.

A really, really friendly single father hired me to take his shy, reclusive daughter to her prom.  Her name was...Veronica?  Virginia?  Something with a V.  She had black hair and pale skin, would never look at me.  She was small to start with, but seemed to get smaller every time I saw her.
I was hanging out with a bunch of people from church (we were imitating the Flamenco) when SuperDad came to pick me up.  I was to stay the night and take her to the dance the next day.  SuperDad turned out to be a Very Creepy Asian Man.  He gave me one of those too-long hugs and kissed my hair.  We sit in the back seat with V-daughter while these two very nice, professional women drove us to his house, which was right where the Dough Shop bakery here in the Valley used to be.  It was stormy, could barely see, and they were arguing over how much space left for development there was in the area.  These two very nice women were never seen again in my dream.  Just poof.
So we get to their house and I'm shown to my room, it's clearly built for two, and Creepy Asian Man implies heavily that he'll be sleeping with me.  It seems to be around 4pm when we get there, so for whatever reason I decide to call Alex to hang out.  He doesn't pick up, so whatever.  I'm introduced to Very Creepy Asian Man's sister and her husband, who are both Mexican, and they all go outside for a cigarette.  They invite me to join them so to be polite I went and sat outside.  While we're out there, V-daughter climbs up on top of their VW van (that I'm magically sitting in), and her dad immediately climbs up there and proceeds to beat the shit out of her.  I scream at him to stop, he asks why, I said it hurts me when you hurt her, and he said with a Very Creepy Smile to come up on the roof with them.  His sister blew smoke in my face and said something like "It's too bad, you're so hot."  I screamed at him again and ran into the house, into the room they'd given me.  It somehow now has a post-it on the door that says BAD ROOM and I call Mom to come get me.

So yes.  Yeek.

Nothing important, just here so it doesn't fly out of my head.

Juliana Hernandez (Hera) / Carlos___ (Zeus)
Lily Mitchell (Artemis) / Mel ___ (Dionysus) / Rosalyn Mountcastle (Aphrodite) / Reid Mitchell (Apollo) <--it's confusing to them, too
Leah Shaw (Persephone) / Vince __ (Hermes)
Shannon Beal (Athena) / Grant __ (Eros) <--funniest thing ever
Eleanor (Ellie) Lampman (Hestia) / ???
Mark__ (Poseidon)

Your Gift is Imagination

You are constantly dreaming. You are always thinking about what could be. You love to express yourself in many ways. You have a way with words and tell vivid stories. You love to be amused. You are good entertaining yourself, and other people find you hilarious. You're the type of person who finds staying happy easy. There's always fun to be had!

Haven't posted a meme in a while.
You know you missed it.

So it's now officially finals week.
I have no finals until Wednesday.  As a result I have been puttering around my apartment for the last three days and I am going a LITTLE stir-crazy because I don't have a car and walking places is no fun alone.  And I've been alone because der boyfrienden has been studying for his Monday and Tuesday finals all weekend.
I know, you college people WISH you had my problem, but it's still irritating, even if it's an insignificant problem.
Also, because I'm not staying here during intersession, I have to move all of my crap out of my apartment and then back into it in 11 days.  And then live here for 4 weeks and do it again!  Joy.

It's 7:15 on a Saturday.  Why am I awake?
Because I'm attending a march for healthcare reform in Seattle, and I'm meeting the VOXers in Fairhaven at 9:15.
That's why.

Also, I love being awake early on a day that's going to be hot.  You know, before it gets hot.  It's 52 degrees in the Ham right now, but it's supposed to get into the 80s today, I think.
Hopefully I don't die.

Now back to my other problem:
What does one wear to a march?

Pleh, too many short stories for Spanish.

Okay, there are only two, and only because I neglected to read the first one for the day it was due, but to do that and have nitpicky grammar exercises and linguistics homework on top of it was pretty brutal.  I am so effing tired.

Bedtime!