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It really isn't the heat, it's the way the sweat sticks to me, and keeps regenerating. Yes, I know that's what it's supposed to do--but it's supposed to evaporate and cool me down, not just sit there.
I had an annoying dream last night, about having not finished--or even started--a homework assignment, in a college social studies class [1], which I was supposed to write in rhymed verse, ABAB stanzas, and mine kept wanting to be rhymed couplets instead. And then I was at some kind of outdoor college-sponsored gathering, and they had swooped down and taken all our backpacks away to be claimed later: enough later that I wouldn't be able to get my papers out and finish the work before class. I was more worried, however, about its containing my all-purpose notebook, and the risk that someone might read the more personal diary entries. That may be connected to a coworker having told me that she'd accidentally put a diary-type file on the public servers at work.
On the other hand, I did sleep late, in real life as well as in the dream. Now, I suppose I ought to get to some of the editorial work that I suspect the dream was reminding me of. But I just want to play around online, perhaps because I'm netless at work. Or perhaps just because it is so hot and sticky.
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cattitude thinks that Julian may be allergic to dairy, so we're going to keep him off dairy for a week or so and see whether he stops sneezing. He was not happy to be deprived of his already-accustomed share of my yogurt this morning.
[1] I know, but the default subject for school anxiety dreams is social studies. I don't know why.
I had an annoying dream last night, about having not finished--or even started--a homework assignment, in a college social studies class [1], which I was supposed to write in rhymed verse, ABAB stanzas, and mine kept wanting to be rhymed couplets instead. And then I was at some kind of outdoor college-sponsored gathering, and they had swooped down and taken all our backpacks away to be claimed later: enough later that I wouldn't be able to get my papers out and finish the work before class. I was more worried, however, about its containing my all-purpose notebook, and the risk that someone might read the more personal diary entries. That may be connected to a coworker having told me that she'd accidentally put a diary-type file on the public servers at work.
On the other hand, I did sleep late, in real life as well as in the dream. Now, I suppose I ought to get to some of the editorial work that I suspect the dream was reminding me of. But I just want to play around online, perhaps because I'm netless at work. Or perhaps just because it is so hot and sticky.
Also,
cattitude thinks that Julian may be allergic to dairy, so we're going to keep him off dairy for a week or so and see whether he stops sneezing. He was not happy to be deprived of his already-accustomed share of my yogurt this morning.[1] I know, but the default subject for school anxiety dreams is social studies. I don't know why.
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Work likewise, until this year.. I very recently had one about trying to pour myself out into a bunch of really tiny Dixie cups. But I almost never dream of work, and usually when I do it's something that my brain picked up on about a person or people that my conscious didn't want to notice at the time.
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