huh?

Dream:

I'm waiting in a line to go somewhere. The line forks, like traffic does with an exit ramp on the Interstate, but I'm in the wrong fork. A girl in the right fork says "Well, maybe someone will scoot over," so I shove myself over behind her. Then she turns into Ashlee Simpson with blonde hair and lots of bangs, and starts telling me the groups she's in and on what days they meet. Then she turns into Sonja at work who's taking keys from someone and signing them back in (something I really do at work, actually), but she doesn't know how to do it well, so I take over for her, and am signing in about five keys for every person on the other side of the cage.

wtf?

Awake. Tonight we slaughter the pumpkins. It is a "team night" for my Human Relations class, so we don't meet tonight, and that is awesome. I can't find my partner's email address, though, so I don't know how I'm going to get ahold of her, aside from talking to her in another class we have together tomorrow night.

Bowling only lasts for another three class periods, so next Friday is my last day of bowling, and then I'm back to sleeping in on Tuesdays and Thursdays! Yessssss.

Anywho, I have a test to take in half an hour. Gotta get ready.