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"How can you expect the birds to sing when their groves are cut down?" ~Thoreau

Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Good Morning

Weird dreams last night. I don't remember one. It immediately drained away after it woke me up. I'm assuming that was an internal defense mechanism to prevent me from freaking myself out.

My other dream involved one of my classes acting out Hamlet. It was not an impressive version. In fact some of the props used were downright scary. *shudders* Plus the plot we acted out in no way reflected the actual play. If I go to class tonight and Shakespeare is in any way mentioned, I'm going to be disturbed.

138 pages to go for this afternoon. I'm thinking I'm not going to make it.

Thank goodness for my lack of studiousness and that I'm going home tonight. The one class that was still actually being held tomorrow was just canceled. Now I will miss absolutely nothing and won't have to contimplate my downfall from overachieving.

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