raybear | legally tired

I miss the T1 connection at work. I'm so spoiled.

This morning I wrote an e-mail back to my friend, and I was going to post it here, but yahoo is taking forever and a day to open my inbox. I have new mail dammnit!! Lemme at it!

Last night I came home and fixed myself a toasty beverage and at chips and salsa until the Law Schooler came home. Then we got Thai takeout and rented Legally Blonde. I had another beverage during the movie. We went to bed shortly after, and didn't go to sleep right away...but we still probably fell asleep earlier than a weekday, so of course I woke up at 7 am.

Last night I dreamt that it was my birthday and I was at a bar and several people were going to come and help me celebrate. One of them was MelRo's law professor (based on a real-life person, I guess, but not at all a real prof), and I was drunk and made an ass out of myself, because I was somehow talking about how his name makes me think of fire. What? His first name was Dante, and I kept making some bad joke about his last name should be Peak. In my dream, I knew I was drunk and being unfunny and everyone was feeling awkward, but I didn't know how to stop it.

Yahoo still sucks, so I"m just going to post this. This weekend -- major apartment cleaning in anticipation of the party next Saturday! yee-haw. Oh, and I'm going to help Damon buy a turntable.