Dream: My New Roommate
It's college (I started thing about college before bedtime) and a new school year and I'm moving into my new dorm room. Due to issues I can't quite remember, I'm being assigned a roommate for a room in South. Whatever, I think, divided double, if they suck I can just ignore them. I drop off my bags (a suitcase and two boxes) and leave to run some errands. I come back and my roommate has shown up and my divided double is actually an open double the size of my room now (not that large), with two single beds put together and one separate. All three have sheets on them and every conceivable drawer, storage space and open surface is filled with clothing. The desk drawers are full. I am furious. My roommate's name is Lillian Ferdernandez (or some variation therein) and the names on the door are "Lillian Lillian Lillyette." I am still furious. I decide to wait for my new roommate to show up and have it out with her. I get under the covers of a bed to wait and read a book and then I feel weird that I'm in someone else's linens.