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Fri, Feb 8
... Friday mornings are evil!
Hehehe... *singsongs* I have a surprise! ;o) And you don't get to know what it is yet! :o)

And this is what happens when I sleep in a wee bit too long. I get a wee bit... over-rested? Maybe it's just that I'm actually somewhat close to being actually rested for the first time in weeks.

I had a dream last night... actually, I had a lot of strange dreams last night, but I had a dream that Sharla and Lynsae were here, and we were all sitting on my bed, looking at pictures from dorms last year. And then... I went into my laundry room to change the loads, and my washer and dryer were gone, but there were brand new ones sitting against the wall, just waiting to be hooked up. I think that one was a result of standing in the laundry room with Kat last night, watching our washer propel itself across the floor. Yes, the psycho-demon-washer. That goes with my psycho-demon-camera. ;o)

Anyways, we're having a Kat-Lida day--it's Friday--so I should be off and get myself some lunch before we go. Or breakfast, as the case may be.

The funny thing is that this morning, we both slept in until just after our class started, and if we'd gotten up and gone right away, we would have been maybe 20 min late (and it's a 2 1/2 hour class, so that wouldn't have been horrible). But we were both laying in our beds, listening to see if the other was up yet, and if we should go wake them up. Then we decided that it wasn't worth it and we both rolled over and went back to sleep. Friday morning classes are evil. At Rocky, on Fridays, there are only classes until 11:30, so they're really a pain in the butt. A 2 1/2 hour class, when your weekend could have started on Thursday night, but nooooo, there has to be a silly 1/2 day at school on Friday. Unfortunately, this is my fourth semester there, and I've only had one so far without a Friday class. I really have to get better at this whole deal, don't I?

Anyways, I have to do up some diagrams for Shannon, so she can have them this afternoon. So.... later. :o)
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posted at 12:24 p.m.