Last night, I had bad dreams that I'd:
1. shown up to the wrong place for my interviews next Tuesday
2. without my recorder
3. or my consent forms
The last time I had teaching nightmares, I was telling [chair] about them, and he said "Nuerotic much?" at which point I looked at him and said "Haven't you been paying attention for the last year?"
Is it August yet? Sigh.
I'm running away to spend the night with feebdaed
and go to ambermae
's bridal shower, which is good, because I apparently really need to get out of dodge for 36 hours. I am not taking the laptop. I hope everyone has a lovely Friday. :)