Only a month

Last night was one of the least restful nights of sleep I've had in a long time. It's not that I didn't sleep, or that I couldn't fall asleep; it's that I woke up every hour or two. Each time I'd look at the clock, be amazed that it was still so early and go back to sleep. This happened until five in the morning or so.

Then, of course, my morning sleeping was marked by a dream where I was effectively kidnapped by the FBI. He came into my room and told me it was time to go. I had time to grab my phone and Beluga, and then, prompted by the agent, a pair of panties. And that was that. We were off and running. I was at some point allowed to return to grab a key for work and some more clothing but it was all very fast-paced. Just to clear things up, I wasn't kidnapped 'cause I'd done anything wrong but for my own protection. I don't think I ever figured out who was after me so badly but I'm sure they were mean.

Anyway, it's Spring Break, woo. Can you hear my excitement? No? Well, that's probably because there's not much to be excited about. I don't have classes this week but that's a mixed blessing because I really like one of my classes and am sorry not to have it this week (the other I am pleased to not have). I suppose the best thing about not having classes tonight and tomorrow is just that it makes my horrible 2 days less horrible than they would have been. Leave home at 8. Work 9-5. Class from 6-8:45. Take shuttle, then bus, get home around 10. Leave home at 6:45 for mandatory work meeting at 7:45. Go to meeting and then work 9-5. Go to class from 6-8:45. Get home around 10. Personally I'm fond of the 14 hour day followed by 8 3/4 hours home to eat/sleep/rest and then a 15 hour day. Since I don't have class I'll be allowed to return home when I get off work at five. Except, of course, that my manager has Strep (ack! keep it away from me!) so I may end up staying at work later than five.

Too hot

It's dropped 17 degrees from the high temp of the day to a reasonable 75F but it still feels just too hot. (if you don't want to do the math. . the high here today was 92) My room is too hot to sleep or really to do much other than to lie on my bed and sweat. Yes, I know, that's a perfectly lovely image.

I have to be at work in less than nine hours and I thought I'd walk to work which means that I should leave by eight. This does not please me mightily.