I awoke at about 0510. Sheesh. I had another dream. I can't remember much of it, but I think it was the tail-end of a party that Mum and Dad had thrown. They had distributed, like the Easter Bunny, presents in the garden, and one guy hadn't found his shower curtain yet, but I helped him locate it under a hedge, and so all was well. Happily, the documents for the Xantia had arrived. I went to campus and found myself there too early. I had skipped breakfast, wanting to get this over and done with so I could relax again, but the prosepct of a half hour wait with an empty stomach was not appealing, so I had a styrofoam cup of tea and a muffin beforehand. Now all is well, but I want to go back to bed. This I should do after e-mailing my CV to indifferent temping agencies.