If I read this posted by someone else I'd ask myself why they would make up and publicize something so obviously contrived... but it happened, so I'm doing exactly that...
I start my (L)PN program on Tuesday. It is like a high school in that we sit in one classroom Monday through Friday from 8:00 AM until 2:30 (!). I'm not as worried about the scholastic aspect (although there is
that) as I am about the fact that I will be missing my snack times, interweb breaks, and just the freedom to get up and do stuff! Not to mention that I am the maintenance manager of my rapidly disintegrating cars, home, and everything in it, and there's a lot on my to-do list before classes start! Point is, I've been really stressing. I mean, by the time I cut the grass each Saturday there'll be no time anything - even for AN.com! How will I (and all my fans here) survive?!
I hit the snooze this AM and fifteen minutes later awoke with my heart racing. In my mind I had been in a strange, tile-walled circular institution (round, like my high school, hmmm) and I was LATE FOR CLASS and could not find the right room! I realized I had arrived early enough to drop off books and find my desk, but now here I was panicking, going around and around this Orwellian roundhouse of a school-asylum, embarrassing myself by peeking into all the wrong rooms! Oh, did I mention that by arriving early I had evidently had enough time to remove all my clothes except my boxers! And I had some stylish blue silk ones on, too!
I promise, this is soooo hokey and mundane, why would i make it up! My brain is on vacation!
Well, the snooze alarm interrupted before I could find the room where Jennifer Aniston would've been waiting to help me, ahem, get dressed again, so the story doesn't really have a happy ending.
But you can bet when I go to the first day of class I'll be wearing my blue silk boxers. Just in case.