in my dream, i spent the night at julia's, but like a slumber party when we were kids, not like now. and her parents were there and it was good. something about fluted glasses and cheap ice cream.
i got to sleep in on a tuesday morning for the first time since last summer. it felt so good (tuesday's usually the most grueling day of the week for me, this term). now, time for pancakes, squirrels, and some reading.
yay.
yay.