Last night, I dreamt:

I had to retake my Theo orals, and eventually bombing that (of all subjects,)
I attended my IMC class during for the first time during the *last week of the semester* and I was so shocked at the realization while wondering how on earth I was going to graduate. And then, I woke up with the sensation of pins and needles. My circulation was cut off somewhere which might have explained all this subconscious unpleasantry.

It's going-back-to-school anxiety. Last semester, I had nightmares about Thesis. I guess you can say it was a premonition considering who we ended up with for an adviser, but our experience wasn't as bad as I had dreamt, or even imagined. So yay for that.

The last time I had non-school-related nightmares, I burned bridges (an obvious sign of my misery), so I hope I handle this sem better than that.

Also, a 30 Rock Conversation:

Jack Donaghy (to Kenneth): Who do you vote for?

Kenneth: I don't vote Republican or Democrat. Deciding is a sin. When I vote, I fill in the name Jesus.

Jack: We count that.

(I love Kenneth/McBrayer! So funny and cute.)