If for no other reason than not forgetting, I just want to note a pretty funny dream I had the other night-- or at least, funny to me.
Somehow, Bridget and myself were back in Gordon Stenerson's math class-- just the two of us-- and had gotten our recent test results returned. For some reason, I had gotten a B-minus and was bummed out at the fact (which is unrealistic-- I got C's in math during most of highschool, and would've jumped for joy if I'd gotten a B-minus). I felt myself frown and looked at Bridge.
"How'd you do?"
She looked at me really skeptically. "Really, really well."
"Well, shit."
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