Yesterday I was going to do math homework. I went to math and then went to the computer lab in Gardner to finish my lab5, then went to econ and then to that busadmin class and then went to lunch and then went back and found out I had a package and then slept on the couch because the front desk wouldn't be open until about 15:00. I woke up at 4 something and watched the Simpsons at 17:00. Then I went to dinner and couldn't find Fizz anywhere but Tom was there so I ate with him. I then went back and watched Frasier and the Simpsons (I don't think I watced it all because it was one I had just seen) and got my package. It was food from the people at church. That was weird. They want me to go sing with them. I went over to Brockert and couldn't find Fizz so I just did the maht homework until about 2:30 in the morning. Then I went home and tried to sleep but Bob was snoring really bad. It was weird. I was sorta almost dreaming about something. I was flying above some buildings looking down and watching some people chase each other through some allays. Then Bob snored really loud and it woke me up. Finally I gave up and took my pillows and blanket downstairs and slept in the lounge. The floor was hard. I had a dream.

There were some animals that lived around a pond. There was an alligator. There was this fence around the pond so they couldn't go anywhere. They all were curious about what was outside the pond. So I snuck out by swimming under water. I was afraid some of the guys working on their cars (under water) would see me, but they didn't. Finally I was out in front of their building trying to hide behind the cars. I was about to escape, but then one of them saw me. But they thought I was one of them (Even though I wasn't waring a suit). So they got me a suit and then I was one of them. I was kinda like Mulder from the X-Files. I caught up to my boss and I was trying to shoot him with my shiny squarish gun. He wouldn't let me. It was confusing.

There was also something earlier about some guy telling me how he ate his glock. I thought he was talking about a gun, and I couldn't believe that he had eaten a gun, but it turned out he was talking about something else. Like some kind of candy bar or something.

At about 8:30 I woke up and went back upstairs and dreamt about something else. I forgot what. After 10:something I went to breakfast and ate too much. Then I went to the Morrow basement and tried to write my REBOL paper but read Slashdot instead.

Then I came upstairs and brought up the Windows box again. It hasn't crashed yet. But since I re-installed windows all my preferences and things are gone and I have to re-set up everything.