Dream last night (this morning):

I was having a bit of difficulty getting out of bed, as usual, but I finally dragged my butt up and went to work. But it wasn't my regular job, it was this huge dishwashing factory or something, or maybe it was a kitchen with a billion workers, I don't know. All I know is that I was there to clean up, and I had to tell people what to do because they couldn't figure out how to clean up. For example, you have to use the vacuum cleaner as an extension cord for the hand vacuum, and you need to have someone hold open the plastic curtain so you can use water to spray off the outside part of the fountain/dishwasher. We had to clean everywhere because there was bits of food everywhere, including all over the floor and on every surface. There weren't many tables, so it was almost like they worked on the metal surfaces of the floor and walked on the tiled surfaces of the floor. The regular employees kept getting in the way, walking around like voyeurs to see what we were doing. Idiots! Anyway, we finally finished and I went home, and I had just turned on the computer when I got a knock on the door. It was Andrew Ferrett, a guy from choir in college, and Miss Chevius, a girl on Lara's friends list. But it wasn't Miss Chevius, but just someone I thought was her, and she just rolled her eyes (which were several inches above me because she was like 6'4) and never introduced herself. Anyway, Ferrett was there because I'd written that people could come by if they needed to, so he came by. He had brought the tall girl because she was new in town and he wanted to show her a building on our side of town, but we had to go to a dance rehearsal first. I went with, wearing (as usual) all black. One of my friends, which may have been Susana but was otherwise someone of the same short and thin body type, was wearing all red, and had a red blanket. We were all in this room (and I mean about 15 of us), and each of us had our own armchair facing in a random direction. We then went outside, and we were on some citystreet college campus with another classroom building across the street, and there were some steps and then a long sidewalk to the street in front of us. Well, the group (all but Ferrett and the tall girl at one point, and all but me at another point) rehearsed a dance number on the steps. It wasn't very solid, but they didn't have much time to make it any more solid. There was another group that wandered by during part of it, and we just ignored them, even though some of the girls were worried that they'd steal some move or just laugh at us. Ferrett reiterated that we needed to go, and I asked when her flight was, and she laughed mockingly and said that she was going to be there for several weeks yet, so I replied that the only conflict was that I had to be at church at a certain time, and that shouldn't conflict at all. But at this point, they both look a little uncomfortable with me, and I realize that they regret dragging me along and want to go alone, so I let them and go back inside, only to stumble across a big pile of candy. I ask one of the dancers about it, and she (one of the tiny anorexic types) says that no one is going to eat it, and they'll probably throw it away. So I grab a half-filled box and toss all the candy into it, filling it past the brim. One of the teachers walks by, and he knows me and greets me and shakes his head with amusement about the candy. I can't remember who it was, but I think it might have been Brother Casey, the Dean in high school who always managed to find me wherever I'd squirreled myself away to read or write or do homework (it was often somewhere I wasn't supposed to be). Anyway, I also took a cooler half-filled with drinks, the things that wouldn't fit in the fridge, which was a 12 pack of cheap beer, two 6 packs of pricey beer, a 12 pack of dr pepper, and a 6 pack of diet pepsi. I headed to church, since I didn't know if I had time to go home first, but it wasn't church like usual, because all the core team members were in this small building in the woods, like a retreat center or something. I shared a little candy, and then Charlie led me off to the actual lounge with a fridge where I could put the drinks, since we couldn't put beer where the kids could get to it. I gave him a hug and left, and then I woke up.