I've had a few interesting dreams over the past few nights. Usually I dream about tornados, scary giant squids, republicans...you know, the usual stress stuff. Last night, though, I dreamt I was trying out for a Pat Benatar video. Seriously. The one with that shredded dress that today would look like something Blayne made on Project Runway...Ah yes, this one...
Perhaps it's that pimped out/indentured servitude feeling I'm having at work these days that I'm struggling with...
It was one of those "so real" dreams - I was very concerned about making the cut. Then suddenly, the song changed into Footloose. I'd love to tell you what happened next, but O came in to let me know he'd had an accident (we are in the midst of nighttime potty training). He's doing really well, but now I will never know if I have a future as an 80s video extra.
Oh yeah, and classes have started and I am teaching FIVE courses this semester. WTF was I thinking?
Thursday, September 11, 2008
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