Another school angst dream. I had to buy books for my college classes, but I showed up at the book store with only a faint memory of which books I should get for which classes. The most important book to get was the one for my math class, because I had to read the first part and do the attendant exercises tonight, for class tomorrow. To make matters worse, the teacher of the math course was working the help desk at the bookstore! If I went up to ask for help, he'd think I was an idiot... Eventually, I found someone else who was able to look up the information and I got the right books. When I went up to the register, the math teacher was there. He gave me a skeptical look but said nothing.
Then I was walking along a narrow street with Matt C. We were going to an apartment where a bunch of other guys we knew in high school were living now. Matt said there was a big SCA event happening the same weekend as DunDraCon. I was unsure why he was telling me this, since it wasn't like I was going to be interested in going... When we got there, something seemed fishy about the whole thing, so instead of going up to the apartment, I excused myself and left. It turned out later (I realized as I walked away) that they had an underage prostitute there with them, and that police charges would eventually be filed.
So instead I went to a nearby farm, owned (I think) by my mom's (brief) second husband. I didn't like him at all but we were able to be civil to each other. I tried especially hard because he was providing stable space for my family's horse, Seabiscuit. (I'd recently seen the movie trailer for the film of the same name.) There was a bunch of intrigue and stuff around Seabiscuit but I can't remember any of it now...