A new twist

on the school dream: instead of showing up for a final when I never attended class, last night I dreamed that my teacher said, "I can't wait until Friday so I can fail you out of this program. Your classmates all think you're a dickweed [who says that anymore??], you aren't careful and you're a danger to the patients." This, despite the fact that I was only 1 pt short of a perfect grade in whatever the heck class it was. Gee, think maybe I'm feeling unsure about this?

Then, as if that weren't enough, I learned that elephants can smell the bullet that killed a companion from across an entire city, and they will seek revenge.

The obvious underlying message here:

Do not eat tuna casserole before bed.