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I had a nightmare about Dragon*Con last night. I should be having good dreams about it, but I was freaked.
I couldn't find a room or ended up in a dump or something (I still don't have a room, because I'm supposed to hear from someone in Atlanta about where's the best bet to stay, but haven't yet)...and I ran out of money. Like, completely out, my bank account was drained and I couldn't even do anything there.

Which, after getting a new place, knowing my electric is gonna be high because it's been 110 degrees straight since I moved in, two large car repairs, and the fact that my mother is STILL pestering me about a new car, I am very honestly freaked out about money. And that I will run out over the weekend in real life. I've already bought the tickets and the flight, so there's no backing out now, and I do have some money in savings from my job at the newspaper, but I'm still worried.

Add to that the underlying worry that everyone from my FL isn't going to like me very much once they meet me, and.....*sigh*

Is it any wonder I'm having nightmares about it?