yawn

I'm very tired. I saw the clock nine times last night between 1108pm and 640am. That's no good. I want to go back to bed.

I finished the book--The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Nighttime (which warranted the autism spectrum joke). It was good. It made me sad though, at the end.

And I had some weird dreams. One was about going to college. I guess I was a senior, and I was at a huge futuristic college. It was HUGE. And I got upset because I left one of my bags with someone after watching some opening ceremony or something, and they left the bag there and it got stolen. I found out later that someone who I hardly knew was kind enough to make a mass announcement about it for me. And after getting so upset about it and trying to calm down I formulated a plan. I'd go to Arizona for graduate school. One more year in this huge school and then Arizona. Riiiight. No more icecream before bed.

For the first time that I can recall (perhaps ever, really) I had two parties to go to on Saturday. One of them was at my relative's--the ones who live in Wake Forest. My cousin's husband has gotten a promotion, but it means that he has to move to Malaysia on and off for the next three years. We went, and I talked to Michelle, and of course she asked me for the skinny on my divorce. I told her, and she was amazed, because you know what my Granny thinks? That I left him because all he wanted me for was sex. Which couldn't be further from the truth. I laughed out loud. All in all, it was a fun party. I talked to a lady who I think would really like my mom, and Otto got to meet my cousins, which was fun.

Then off to Ellen's. They were all drunk, the keg was gone, and we were sent on a beer run (damn me for volunteering). We left 45 minutes later.

I think personality types are fascinating, by the way. I'm amazed by them really. I met with people for thermo today--I'll tell you about it soon, I'm sure. Seems like someone always reminds me of my sister.