Last night I dreamed about the Chicago trip. IT was a full-cast production, too, complete with divvying up beds by myself,
stormflare,
phage1109, and
sallarafax. It was remarkable only because the dream ended as I was lying in the hotel bed, so that when I truly awoke I was not entirely sure I had.
Subconscious is vaguely anxious but still excited about the trip. Ph33r my self-analysis!