Hi Everybody!

I had a weird dream last night. This was more bizarre than usual. I can't go into all the details now because I have to leave soon. But, redqueen6238 was at the beginning of the whole thing and set everything into motion. voyageofbeagle was my new next door neighbor. I found this out by shouting "JINX!" through the windows (also an ukulele was involvled). SHe heard me and invited me over. She lived with an artist who painted picture of Spike. This affected me very much when I saw him, and i asked if he was around. And then he walked through the door, and that's when everything started to get really weird....apparently I was Buffy, but I wasn't. I was still me. And apparently Buffy/me was no longer the Slayer. And apparently Spike really didn't like Buffy/me, but I still liked him. And apparently there were still demons to be fought and all I could do was hide behind a chair and yell for Spike to save me...Even voyageofbeagle was fighting demons, and I was hiding behind a chair with some old man who I didn't recognize and seemed to have come from nowhere...and that's not even the half of what happened.

Heh, Jaime is going to make me late. As usual. He just can't seem to get his ass in gear in the morning. Nearly every class offered during January starts at 8:00, which means, parking is hard to find if you get there much later than that. "so why not wake up earlier?" Eh, it doesn't make a difference.

My husband is freaking me out

He's cleaning the bedroom. Like really, really cleaning it. Hauling out bags of garbage, sorting through papers, putting books where they belong, sorting dirty clothes. It's really bizarre. I'm wondering if he's an alien only posing as my husband and the real slacker_97 has been abducted. Or maybe somehow he's been sucked into an alternate universe and was replaced by the Anti-Jaime...