perhaps I should rename this the "dream blog"
Last night: I'm on the set of fucking Full House and I've been told to bring some props with me, so I brought painted pottery, for crying out loud. One of the pieces I brought was a mouse-sized round thing with the word "bump" painted on it. Huh? Also, they warned me to be careful when pronouncing the letter u.
Also last night: One year to the day after defending my diss, I'm required to come back and re-defend because, well, that's the new rule. Fuck. Apparently this one replaces all those biology test nightmares I had pre-defense.
Woke up exhausted to Belly yelling at the neighbor for daring to come on our side of the property to measure his fence. She's a good watchdog, that one.
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I have to admit, I like reading about your dreams because they are just as weird as mine, so I end up feeling more normal in the end, instead of worrying that I'm a completely neurotic freak. :)
Oh, my word! Who told you about the redefense of the dissertation? That was supposed to be a surprise!
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