We got there by an easy route (Who: me and dirty Johnny/JT), from the backside of somewhere like a school we both went to.  It was a shortcut through the high mountains.  I remember we could drive an hour to school or walk this pass.  They were smooth, bald mountains; high plains like nova scotia or Marin.  All of a sudden they were covered in snow and JT and I found refuge in a cabin on top of a cliff.  We had made a fire and were doing fine, talking and enjoying each other's company, but people kept insisting on trying to rescue us.  One couple got crane lifted onto our porch and so we were like, what they heck, and invited them in for cards and a meal.  I got off on the wrong foot by talking about how much I love meat to a couple of vegetarians.  I struggled to recover and looked for a deck of cards.  Rocky, my old dog, was there.  He was 21 years old and looked it, glassy cataracts in his eyes and hair falling off his bony frame.  He used to jump over his dog house when I was a kid!  He had to pee and I was explaining to him that he had to stay inside because he would fall off the deck.  Then all at once the house was in a neighborhood.  I walked outside and off the porch into the financial district of San Francisco.  I saw andrew and tony living like bert and ernie again.  In this dream I was also dealing with stuff, finding it amazing I owned so much and thinking of everything I'd do with the money when I sold all these dresses and mp3 players.  Andrew was like, "I can't afford any of thsoe things, you've got to help me out." I was reluctant, because I know he's making a substantial salary in real life.

It started out we were in a field - me and who? Dr. Moyer was definitely there.  It was a series of soccer fields and dusk.  We were startled by a searchlight of a low-flying helicopter.  I told the kids, hey! Look at that! How close it is! And suddenly the helicopter nose-dived and crashed and we were all very afraid. 
The next thing I remember I was in a McMansion again, very cluttered with stuff, and we were all in the living room away from the walls, due to the possibility of the aftershock from an earthquake.  I went into the bathroom and unplugged a lot of shit as a precautionary measure.  When I came back I fell into conversation with Cindy, who was talking about how everyone (meaning me) should take her class more seriously.  I was like holy shit! I forgot to go to her class all semester!

I was on a weed farm with TS and CD, though we didn't seem to be working.  I had ordered food hours before, reluctantly, because someone said I would be extremely hungry.  I bought a cheeseburger and sweet potato fries from a festival vendor and now it had just been sitting out for hours.  It was a beautiful outdoors place, kind of like Eco Farm.  T introduced herself to me and I was like - we've met already! She apologized and told me this job is just inherently lonely and boring.  We go inside the house, all three of us, to play hide and seek.   It's big and air-conditioned, a regular McMansion such as all my friends had in Burlington.  I think there is background music (probably because I've been thinking about the indicative importance of background music in Twin Peaks) but it turns out to be my phone.  What is this... Avi is calling?  The guy who previously lived in my room.  Appropriate, because he left me this bed and the dreamcatcher.  I remember now that instead of working on the farm I was packing my things to go somewhere and had also arrived at that place during the dream without many things I'd forgotten.  Things I owned & forgot kept surfacing in my mind and I felt relief when I woke up that I still owned them.  In the dream I was super sad about learning to live without them.

Before this: I was at an outdoor restroom of some kind, with metal commode and sink like at a park.  It was under a cover and faced the woods.  I pulled down my pants and had a huge amount of diarrhea and there was some more (a lot more) already in my pants.  It went everywhere (no smell) and I had to clean it with cheap toiled paper and water from a sink with a button that sprays for like three seconds.  When I was finally clean, thank God, a young man with landscape equipment came out of the woods and made polite conversation.  I wondered how he knew when I was done and if he was watching me.