I was living in Hughes. Sarah had moved out and I was getting a new roommate. I went to the grocery store and I wanted to get chocolate pudding. Whipped cream was $10.38 and I was horrified. I needed a vacuum cleaner, but didn't get one. I was by Leonard (which was also down by facilities management and the amphitheater) and I saw a tour group and felt guilty for not giving tours. I was chased by three boys who had just gotten out of karate to Hughes and I was going to talk to the person at the front desk, but the elevator came and so I jumped in it and pressed the wrong button (3). I went to the sixth floor, but in order to get to the sixth floor a rubber, clinging thing had to come down and suck you up. Liz was there, telling about how its awful to live on the sixth floor. I went down again and into my room where my new roommate had taken over everything. She had put her TV in the place for it, and dumped my refrigerator in a corner and taken my TV away and I was super pissed.
Then I woke up.
Then I woke up.