verbicide | Entries tagged with class

So I had the weirdest coolest dream last night. It was a Friday afternoon. I was with Asim and we were at Disneyland. We were hiking through the Jungle Book ride, and all the animals were real (but happily not eating us). And there were legendary dinosaur sized elephants that we ooh'd and aah'd over. Next, we walked to some area with this crazy high flying ride thingie. It was like sitting in a kite and being twirled around. We had a blast. Clearly this was a dream as I'm terrified of flying rides, so that wouldn't be happening. And heh. LA traffic. Even in my dreams we worry about driving back home in rush hour traffic.

So woke up, got out of bed. dragged a comb across my head. Worked until 2. Then raced to finish the bloody RFP I was sposed to have done this weekend. Yay it's DONE. It's only a draft, but I think it'll do for tonight. No class next Tuesday, woo hoo!

So free time for me until 4:30 when I should haul ass to get dressed and get to class.

I think I'll read some TWoP

Current Mood: content

I am a paranoid motherfucker. I was thinking about writing about some class related incident when it hit me that I was uncomfortable using real names. I mean, Sarah and Ida are real names, but that doesn't freak me out. But maybe that's also because I'm not contemplating slamming their good names into the mud.

Fake names! Whee!

So NB had to leave to do something in the middle of class. When she came back in, her nipples were sticking out of her sweater and actually assaulting people. NotTom glanced over when she came in. It was entertaining. I saw his eyes move reluctantly from the middle of her chest to her face. It's not a big deal. I mean, I was checking out her boobs, too, clearly. But it's so funny to catch someone's gaze like that. Or something.

I am having diet pepsi at 11:33pm. This is not a profoundly wise move.

Current Mood: amused
Current Music: Lulu - To Sir With Love