HUMP DAY

phira

Last night, my partner and I ended up having super late night sexy funtimes because the university was opening 2 hours late and he could sleep in. I ended up waking up just in time to get to class on time, which was terrible. They're supposed to be teaching us basic programming, and honestly, it's pretty terrible. Like ... instead of telling me how to loop, can you tell me what it means and why I might want to do that? Please? Dear lord.

I've been so busy all day that I've only JUST been able to sit down and catch up on email and news and stuff (like TK!). I'm leaving in about 15 minutes to go to the gym. Late, I know, but that way there'll be plenty of free treadmills.

I had a SUPER weird dream this morning. In my dream, I needed to transfer to another graduate program, and the only one I got into was at Vanderbilt. I immediately accepted admission without talking to my partner about it. He was NOT happy about it; he never wants to leave Boston (true outside of the dream), and he was not going to move to Tennessee, not even temporarily. But in the meantime, me accepting admission was a binding contract somehow. So I was trying to explain to Vanderbilt why they should let me out of the contract, AND I was trying to convince my partner that 2 years in TN would be fine. When he asked me why I'd even applied to Vanderbilt (since neither of us would do very well living in the South), I realized that I'd applied to the wrong school; I thought I had applied to a program at Villanova in PA.

The funny thing is that, in real life, I got Villanova and Vanderbilt mixed up when I was looking at colleges.