I had a busy weekend - my parents came to town, and there were lots of family events and things. 

I am officially unemployed.  And so, officially not working for anyone in the States anymore, so I guess this is a significant Independence Day for me.  Depending on how things go, I'll probably be temping very soon, and concentrating on being in Toronto and having a life and community here.  Beginning with hanging out with some geeks early this evening and some hipsters later on tonight. 

I feel oddly good about things right now, despite my giant anxiety dream just before waking up this morning:

I am in an unidentified airport, traveling with Joey, his mom, and his sister.  But it seems that we are going along with my college class, as several women I saw at reunion (Anne, Cathy and Katie) are also there.  We check in, and the technology is different, but that is only a surprise to the awake me, it seemed normal in the dream.  I go downstairs to look for the gate, but Joey and his family members have disappeared.  I begin to freak out, as I am not a great flier (though I fly regularly) and know that the flight is very long (although the awake me does not know where we were going) and it will be hard for them to catch up on a later flight.  Plus I cannot find the gates.  I sit down in the middle of the corridor, crying, and call Joey on his cell phone.  He tells me he has gone back to the hostel to get his passport, which makes no sense as we have already checked in, but whatever.  I am pissed as hell of course, but he swears I told him to go.  I start running around the airport looking for the gate.  I go downstairs another level, and there are two different geek conferences happening in the airport facility.  I run straight through one of them, recognizing a couple of bloggers along the way.  Joey's name and the title "Accordion Guy" is, oddly enough, stenciled on the glass door to one of the rooms.  This starts me freaking out again and I continue to run through this bizarre facility.

Then I woke up.

I've had many anxiety dreams such as this in the past.  It doesn't mean much, just that I have a lot on my mind.  I find the particulars interesting, not that I have any real knowledge of dream interpretation.