Oof. (And dreams)

If this computer randomly restarts on me one more time, it's going to take a lot of effort not to throw it out the window or set it on fire or something. Which is a very, very bad thing... since it's not mine. (I love my computer too much to ever threaten it like that, and I hope it comes back soon so I can give it a big hug and we can get back to our happy life together. Long distance relationships don't work for me, and I'm jealous that it gets to be in California, even though it was in the equivalent of the hospital. If it doesn't come back to me tomorrow, I'm going to be even more strung out than I already am.)

I've been really... meh this weekend. Under-the-weather, but not-quite-sick since Thursday, pretty much. And I have no patience for real people. It's really bad. I don't know what's with me, and I want it to stop, because I don't like being so anti-social. I think I'm just worn-out. To make it better, my mom decided to harass me about grad school this morning. Yay. Because I've had such a great time in higher education so far. Sigh. Like I even need to have to worry about that, too, right now.

I've also had some really, really weird dreams lately. ( Friday's was probably the weirdest... )

( but for some reason, that reminds me of Thursday's, )

( then there's also this afternoon's dream. )

Honestly? There really isn't much of a reason for that many cuts there. But I was bored. Aaand, now that I've gotten all of those down, I think I'll go try to get a little more homework done, so I don't feel like I've done absolutely nothing this weekend. (Though technically I've already finished most of my reading for tomorrow.)