Dad asked, with a sly and knowing look, if I'd been approached by an admirer. But I hadn't - had I? and his expression changed to pensive.
There was a cat. There were tablet computers and I needed to get some work done but it's very difficult to be productive on a tablet in dreams.
No idea why Joelle was there with her man and another friend, making out on my couch. Around that point the situation started transitioning and it was more like Cherry St and I was roommating with a guy who was missing a finger. He helped me corral my clothes back to my room. I owed him change for pizza, like 50 cents and he was all like "you sure you can spare it, don't wanna take food out of your mouth" and I was like "it's okay man, I can handle it".
Close to waking, I still felt like I needed to get work done but it turned out it was Hannukah and I could relax. Woke up and it's not Hannukah, no time for relaxing.