The Dreams of Hannah

I dreamed I was an hour late to my Creative Writing final (which isn't really a final at all, we're just folding and stapling the litmag) so I just didn't show up. Then I went to my instructor's house to ask her if there was anything I could do to make up for it. She said, "No, I'm sorry, if you miss the final, you flunk the class. Sorry, there's nothing I can do. It's a rule." I thought she was going to be really ticked at me, but she was very pleasant about it.

Then Christy showed up at my house and told me she had an opportunity to interview Norbert and did I want to come along? I said of course I did, but when we got to his house, he was like a drunken mess and just kept talking about weird random stuff. I got scared and left.

Labels: amanda e, christy, norbert