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September 20, 2009, 8:43 PM

Winter Concert
I was in a small shop on the Square in Greenville, trying on dresses or something. It was a splatter-paint place, because the lady helping me with my dresses kept throwing paint all over the place. It was how she decorated her dresses. She had long hair, dark blonde and tightly curled, and wore messy clothes to do her work.

I suddenly remembered I was supposed to be at a rehearsal for Doctor Wilson's choir at 5:00, and it was almost 6:00. The concert itself started at 6:30. I freaked out a little and started getting into the only dress I own in real life, a pretty black dress with black tights and shoes, and tried putting my hair up in a pouf or something. I was so afraid I was going to get paint on it.

The lady's husband, or man friend (?) walked outside in a thick coat. He had a shaven head with a layer of dark grey/brown hair that was slightly shorter than half an inch. He looked like someone who would make a good gangster if he'd chosen that life; he was heavily built, but not too bulky. He hunched outside in his big coat and started scraping all the snow away from my van. (I don't have my van anymore - my sister wrecked it last Christmas :[ )

So I put my own coat on and went outside. It was dark and snowing, a scene I remember loving during our Christmas Chamber Singers caroling my freshman year, which we did in the early evening. I walked around my van and kicked at the tires, trying to help the man dislodge some more snow. Then I got in and drove away.

I came to the first stop sign and, being in a hurry as I was, I pulled around into the other lane and went first. I didn't even care that I was being a jerk to that person, I was just terrified of being late for the concert.

It's daytime at this point, late afternoon with the sun starting to go down. I turn through some random streets that I don't remember ever seeing in Greenville, and come to a dead end. The road I want is to my right, going to the opposite direction, on the other side of a small grassy divider littered with rocks. I drive over it anyway and get to the other road, driving up to the church parking lot on my left.

As I'm rushing into the church, I run into my friend Jessica Dothager, who goes to Greenville as well. She and I have known each other for the last 9 years, as we go to the same home church in real life. We run into each other every once in a while at Greenville. She asked me how I was doing and I said I was fine, just late for the concert as usual. She laughed and said something to the effect of "good luck" or "have fun", and I hurried in.

The entire choir was sitting on a very large stairway, lined up in the exact formation they were to be on stage. I could see Dr. Wilson sitting near the top, a little to the right. Everyone scooted to make a center path for me, and I walked up the steps. The second Doc saw me, he held up five fingers and looked at me very sternly to indicate that he was not happy I'd missed the practice. Terrified, I tried to make up some excuse. I ended up mouthing something like "I had a 4:30 class" and tried making a four and a 30 with my fingers, but he just kept looking at me like I'd kicked one of his kids.

Then I woke up.
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September 1, 2009, 1:32 AM

Back to the Gate Wars
This dream happened just last night. Usually I'm a part of whatever adventures are taking place, but in this one I was just a bystander, watching others at work.

So Samantha Carter, Han Solo, and Marty McFly were running from the bad guys/trying to save the world and stuff. I thought they formed a cool trio, representing three of my favorite sagas. I vaguely remember a ship being involved somewhere earlier in the dream, but the last part is the most vivid.

The three of them were in a lecture hall, on the stage. The lecture hall had very steep stadium seating, and the room was fairly narrow, so the seating went really far back and really high. I was in one of the back rows way up at the top, on the left side (from my vantage point, anyway. The right side if looking from the stage).

Carter, Han, and McFly were on the stage, which was full of desks and worktables and boxes, some covered in lots of science-y doo-hickies and nick nacks and vials of liquids and strange instruments. Carter was on her laptop, typing away at some technical jargon; McFly was sitting on one of the larger desks near the front of the stage, facing out toward the seats. He was swinging his (relatively) short legs and had his palms braced on the edge of the desk, looking over his left shoulder at Han.

Han was off to the side, looking at the instruments and playing with random nozzles and vials. He looked ancy and bored, and ready to get out and shoot something.

Immediately to my left and slightly forward was a grate/vent that was set in the floor beside the wall. It was actually raised a little, as underneath was a stairwell. The plaster surrounding the entrance was a pale, faded, light aqua/blue. I don't think it was significant in any way.

So the trio way down front was working on something. The ceiling to this room is really high, btw. Suddenly, from the ceiling, a bunch of liquid mercury starts falling. It's dark grey. Immediately someone (I couldn't tell who) jumped forward with a wand from the Harry Potter-verse and pointed it forward, conjuring a large black disk out of nowhere for the mercury to land on. The mercury hit the disk and immediately started beading together and rolling around as the wand-wielder carefully lowered it. He had his back to me. He may have been wearing a robe.
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