Just on my way out the door to classes, I remembered two more short dreams from last night as well so this is an extension of the post before this and I will not re-date it here.

Fourth Dream:
I open my eyes and I can barely see. I start to gain some focus and see that I am in a very darknly lit bowling alley with about 5 other people. We are sharing two lanes. Some friends bowl a few frames and a girl picks out a ball for me. It is blue and very heavy, about 17 pounds or so. The two finger holes fit fine but the thumb hole is very tight around the knuckle and it hurts to hold it. I step up to a lane and see that half a fram is already bowled and there are pins knocked down. I get angry at one of my friends for bolwing my game until he tells me that I am on the lane next to that one. I apologize and line up my shot. I throw the ball as hard as I can because it is so heavy and I roll a strike.

Fifth Dream:
I am back at home in my old bedroom and see that all of my old warhammer stuff is back in there. I think how strange that is because I sold it on ebay months ago. I figure that my dad must have forgotten to send it out to australia and that the guy who bought it must really be angry with me and disappointed that he doesn't have his purchase. I start wrapping it up and freaking out because I hate it when I make people angry. I get so flustered that I made myself wake up and be sure that I am in my room in Seattle.