No, this is not a joke. This last Saturday, for children's story hour at my work, I got to be Spot. I got zipped into this huge, furry, YELLOW dog costume and led around (because I couldn't see!). Little kids adored me. They huggled me and snuggled me and I patted their heads and was silent. Although, I think I traumatized at least two of them. *wicked smirk*
So ha! I got to be Spot! I am WAY cooler than all of you!!!
(I am such a dork. Oh, and I'm posting because my class was cancelled. Boo!)
Hmm, what else can I talk about? Erm, the night before last, Madonna featured prominently in my dream. She and her clone (think, up, Madelyne Prior-type, meaning, seemingly sweet but actually turns out to be Uber-bitch Hell Queen) were in some sort of werid relationship. There was a storm (or maybe an apocalypse) and we had to sleep in the garage. And I think I broke Madonna and her evil-clone girlfriend up. Um. ?????
Oh, and last Thursday, the professor I TA for gave me a bag. Which is good, because I need it to carry around the papers the class gives me to grade. Grr. And it's heavy! Lot's of papers. I have to lug them around. And I had to park really far away today, too!!! >:O!!!
Take-home mid-terms are evil. I spen like, eight hours last Wednesday working on it for my HF Systems Design class. EVIL!
My eyes are burning because I didn't get a lot of sleep last night.
Starkiller! I have some revisions to my Glorfindel story! I will email them to you, um, tomorrow, okay?