So, my day started out with waking up to a phone call. Carsten phoned from work to say he forgot the orange juice for his work party today. (He remembered the beer and chips but not the OJ). He asked if I would bring it to him on my way to class, which of course I said I would no strings attached (cough, cough). I was having a dream when the phone rang that had to do with me getting ready to go to a dance, an old woman (in her 80's) telling me she hopes I find a woman at the dance to marry and my mom sitting on a couch eating a huge bowl of popcorn. A dream or premonition...it is such a fine line sometimes! Anyway, I was not going to go back to sleep so I studied for a bit (3 hours) and then went to class. Once I got home from class it was rest and relaxation...no studying; nothing. I watched some DVDs, ate some funk food and waited for Carsten to return home from his party. Now the weekend can officially begin.
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