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17 April 2000
i actually remembered one of my dreams this morning. it's been a while. unfortunately i've forgotten most of it in the intervening time, except for a scene where stacey was in my car, and i was driving backwards without brakes and trying not to hit things.
tried to keep myself from falling asleep in class. (actually, i had decided that i might as well get some sleep during statics, since it was review for the exam on wednesday, and i think i get it all, but molly poked me from behind to ask me a question.)
tried to keep myself from falling asleep in the library.
spent eight to three in the studio. don't feel like i got much done. i did spend about an hour sitting alone in the lecture hall (pretty much the only place in the beb without fluorescent lights) and came up with a concept for my project. finally. i'm not sure how well it will go over though. it's a little wacky.
a couple short emails. and now bedtime.