Stuff! =]

So I had the most amazing crazy dream EVER last night.
It doesn't *quite* top turning into whales at the threat of Lord Voldemort, but it's still pretty sweet.
It started out with something involving me being around my high school and talking to music department peoples. They were talking about the literal music genius of the field show senior year (Altered State...=]) and how at this one part there was an F chord but the flutes went through the D major scale and it was the seventh scale degree and in the same key signature (which it's NOT at ALL...DM has two sharps and is the sixth scale degree...not to mention that never ever happened in the music) that made sense in my dream but makes *none* right now. Then I went out to eat at a "nearby cafe" (it kind of switched to a very Waverly-like street even though I was still in NL) with my family when we realized that Tim Burton was at the table next to us, talking to someone about this movie he was going to start doing...Sweeney Todd. I hadn't heard of it, but my parents had and they were telling me how Helena Bonham-Carter and Johnny Depp were going to be in it when they walk in the cafe, in costume/make up/character and EVERYTHING. So I spazzed. Then the went next door (with me following rather conspicuously) and the head of LW's music department (Mrs. Jackson) was there and she seemed to know them. Then it turned into some kind of high school type band camp that involved a bunch of people from college, including Melissa Hageman and Sonia (who I kept calling Melissa in my dream even though I knew that wasn't right) but Sweeney and everyone else was still there, including my parents. We had some time to chill and Mrs. Jackson realized that she was supposed to get food for her son at the grocery store next door before he showed up when he walked in the door, hungry and sad that his mom forgot about his food. So she ran off to the store with Sweeney when everything turned into a movie...the street was all dark and abandoned, and while Mrs. Jackson and Sweeney were at the store Mrs. Lovett got hold of some money and started making a run for it for some entirely unknown reason. She had to run around a couple of buildings and out one door and in another before she would get caught and be in some kind of trouble. She hurt her leg when she went in a door and was ALMOST at the other (as well as almost caught up with) and if/when she got there we would know the purpose of the money and I'm getting all antsy and-
THE PHONE RINGS!!! My lovely mother had to leave for something in the morning but we were having firewood delivered so I had to be up to sign the paper and the thought that *maybe* I had an alarm set and knew I had to get up eluded her. It was a wake up call (after being reminded to be up at that time three times the previous day) when I had my alarm set for FIVE MINUTES later which would have been MORE than enough time to finish the movie portion of my dream...
ARRRGH!!! And I'll never know what happened!!!!! =P
*frustration*
In other news, a most glorious package arrived today from Amazon. Which includes the Company CD with Raul Esparza and the movie Down Periscope (a huge personal fave...) and what may end up being a birthday present. I was very excited. In fact, I was so excited about the CD that I spent five minutes dancing in a circle while squeaking (it wasn't supposed to get here until Wednesday!). Oh happiness.
And in a little while I'm going to settle down with a nice bowl of cookie dough M&M ice cream and enjoy the movie. I've only ever seen it on TV, so I'm curious to see if there's a scene or two they cut out/short...
In other news, I'm kind of getting ready to be at school...it's nice to be home, but I miss the dorm/college people/independence in general. One week. But I'm not college-sick enough to do any hardcore counting down...just becoming slowly and steadily more ready for next week.
Oh and I got checked out at dinner tonight (we went to Chicago Dough, and I was intelligent enough to NOT get any mayonnaise at the salad bar...it's not pudding, contrary to Rachelly belief). By a guy who not only was wearing a buttload of Packer's stuff (=P) but also had a wife and kid who were there with him. That's all I ever get looked at by...either old lechy guys, or married with kid guys, or just old guys in general. =P Gee, thanks.
Annnywho...
That's about all I've got for now.
That and Seeing Redd rocks my face along with Ouran High School Host Club (anime...yes, I watch a teensy bit of anime now...kind of makes me wonder what my next new source of happiness will be...)