Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Band and Work

So last night I dreamt I was back in band.  It was time for the annual fish fry but the food was nowhere to be found.  I remembered that I had left it at work.  So I head to the stacks where the fish, fries, & hushpuppies were all just sitting on the shelves.  For some reason I think this is the perfect opportunity to finish eating my spaghetti.  I drop some on the floor then try to clean it up with a napkin.  While doing so the building proctor and the assistant dean walk in.

Then the alarm goes off.

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