Good morning. Monday, here. That was another interesting dream. I went to that sort of amusement park-like place last night. Hard to describe, though I understood it more fully this time around. First, though, we'll grab some background.

One of my flatmates left for his fraternity last night. I dunno how much it had to do with this in the dream, but it may have. One of my other flatmates was sort of an ex-drug dealer or something; whatever it was, he was somewhat wealthy with… questionable money. Hm. That may be from the comments about secular music he had last night. Anyway, the semester was over (or… something), and we were all going somewhere. We were on vacation somehow up in the mountains. The setting sort of switched back and forth from a vacation happening after the semester before we all went our separate ways, and a vacation "just for the weekend" that was just coming to a close. Anyway, part of me says we (a good portion of LeTourneau students) were all up there for some sort of program; you know, something organized. Though we may have just been camping or something; that part's hazy now.

We were taking a break from that before we went back to campus. One of the local things was a drive-in theatre, located on a ridge running parallel to the road. We were going there to see what all the buzz was about; "we" being myself, and the questionably rich flatmate, and I think someone else; perhaps my roommate. This was obviously related to our going out to that pizza place last night.

Ok, hopping in here quite a bit later (and hoping I haven't forgotten too much in the last few days), all the best detail stuff is either very fuzzy or completely gone. Our exploration of the ridge became something of a jog down a trail, or something, and we were thankful for the lodge when we came upon it. To get in, you had to turn into a mouse and crawl through some tunnels; the best parallel I can draw comes from the video game I played last year. Anyway, it was sort of dangerous. Life threatening, in a casual sort of way. After I got through, the rest of our group could get in. I think we had some females with us at that point, but I don't really remember. It seems one of them was glad I'd made it through so she wouldn't have to. I got some beef jerky. Or maybe it was a pickle. I forget. It seems, though, that it was something small and cheap, and also really strange to purchase by itself. Like the cafeteria's hamburger patties, I suppose. I had to buy a membership to the lodge, though. And it stank, because I wouldn't be coming back until next semester, or maybe even next year (by which the membership would have expired).

Once again, popping in a few days (ok, perhaps a few weeks) later… The dream is even hazier now, but I thought it would be good to point out that as I left the shack admissions concession stand whatever place, I bought a pickle. It had some sort of significance, but I have no idea what. Also the owners (it was a Mom 'n Pop sort of thing). The guy was kind of mean, especially about the whole membership thing. The lady was rather nice, and I think she gave me a discount on the pickle or something (25 cents instead of 50, or something minor like that. Maybe I didn't have enough to get a 50c pickle).

The other significant part about the dream was that as I was exiting the place, I walked under a bridge. There was a female walking with me; one I'm attracted to that has no idea I feel that way. But I don't remember who. I know it wasn't that one -- well, I'm pretty sure, anyway -- because shortly afterwards her father was there and I got sort of distracted, talking with him; I probably would have noted it if she were the girl.

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