Papers Done

I turned in my final paper last night. Let the grading marathon commence!

Dream

So, last night I had this dream that my Bibliography and Research Methods class all went out to dinner together. My professor brought along a distinguished colleague of his from another university. Imagine my surprise when we pulled up to the Playboy mansion and there were, like, 20 topless girls walking around. There were also a ton of little cocktails that my professor had made in advance for us to drink. Getting into the spirit of things, I took my top off, grabbed a cocktail, and started looking around. The next thing I know, everyone is sitting down at tables waiting for dinner to be served. They are all dressed. I hear someone on a loudspeaker or something calling me to come sit down and eat. I, of course, have no top on, so I must find something to wear. Lucky me, I found a T-shirt stand, so I stole a T-shirt from it. By this time, though, my professor was really mad at me. He found me just as I was leaving the T-shirt stand and began to lecture me on my inappropriate behavior and how disappointed he is. I began to apologize when I realized that he hasn't graded my paper yet! OMG! I started to blurt out apologies and panic a little bit. I was about halfway through my "I was being especially inconsiderate of your personal time..." speech when I woke up, drenched in sweat, and started laughing at myself. The end.