The weird dreams continue. Last night I had a gun fight with Manny — I’m not sure who won. He shot me a few times. I got him in the eye. He got to wear an eye-patch. Also, there was a crazy man standing in the bed of a big red pickup who was filling various types of light bulbs with gasoline. When he filled up the large fluorescent one (which was about 4 times bigger around than it should’ve been) he dropped it and, for some unknown reason, it exploded and shot flames straight up in the air. (dream physics are weird). We had to call the ambulance. There was also a fairly in depth (and completely inaccurate) discussion about how to open a fluorescent bulb without breaking it.
But anyway. I feel marginally bad about the lack of posts here lately. I’m sure the various IM guilt trips have had something to do with that, but really I need to post more.
So I hereby promise that I will post every day between now and orientation, excepting those days when I am in transit to Indiana or without internet while there.
I will certainly regret saying this, but things have been slow here today. I had a visitor who came to harass me… which was cool. If I had another chair in my office it could’ve looked like I was actually working… but as it stands, I just spent a few minutes chit-chatting and looking like I was getting nothing done. Which is a pretty accurate appraisal of things. That’s ok. I was due for a break.
Guilt trips?? What guilt trips?? Just b/c I looked to you in my time of dire need of amusement in the precipitous hours before the bar exam and you were conspicuously absent …. nahhh no guilt trips.
Can I just say I missed your wit and leave it at that?
You still haven’t told me where I can get my tag renewed