i saw something nasty in the woodshed!

i had a compounded anxiety dream last night, combining the greatest hits of those things which frighten me about school and work, featuring my boss as a professor whose conference i slept through--while just outside her office. which was just off my bare, demolished, hovel-like apartment (dream apartment, not my apartment).

distressing.

in other work-related news, i find myself sympathizing with miss sally sue...her boyfriend of TWO YEARS (with whom, i might add, she's been shacked up for eight months or so) forgot her birthday. clean forgot. and whatever else i may feel about her, that's really not okay.

and in FURTHER work-related news, i think i have to actually bite the bullet and write the world's most boring article today. lotus applications and e-learning. oy. wish me luck. feel free to bombard me with wit to take the edge off.

and finally, my gay boyfriends are better than your gay boyfriends.

that is all. time to re-verse myself with meaningless rhetoric and empty jargon.