
Well I had a bad dream this morning. Let me describe it to you... I wake up, spend several minuites looking for my watch to see what time it is. I leasurly(sp?) walk upstairs to check the time on the oven. it states that I should have started class four minuites ago. CRAP, Flying through the shower, I come to the realization that this is not a dream! This is reality.
The good news is that I made it to class before it was over and the Prof. was really laid back about it. A little tip for those of you out there who are going to college, don't watch that 70's show till 1:00 the night before class with a bunch of hardcore rednecks.
Last night I did have a dream though. It was a good dream, but if it has meaning I am so frustrated. Maybe just a hang over from the delightful-confusion before I left.