dream theater

wednesday night's (actually thursday morning's) weird-ass dream involved willow rosenberg, bill weasley, me, something scary that we all had to get away from at various times when it was in its scary mode, and the tallest man any of us had ever seen.  no kidding, the top of my head came up like to this guy's knee, only he had these metal crutch-like legs that were out of all proportion with the rest of his body, so he actually had the trunk and arms of a guy maybe nine or ten feet tall.  but still!

sadly, at this late hour that's all i remember.

a full day

i was Very Industrious at the library today, and did all the reading for my tutorial this coming tuesday except the chapter from the book that hadn't come up yet from the stacks.

then went to cricket practice, where we didn't have enough people to play a game, so we just worked on batting and bowling.  i bowled quite well!  unfortunately i can't seem to bat for shit.

then back the other way again to meet my parents for dinner, which was very nice.  and back to my place to chat for a while, and then i took them to their bus stop and have just come home again.  back to the library tomorrow morning to read that last chapter, and then i'll hop on the bus and go out to meet the folks and have a day Somewhere Other Than Here, since it's a saturday in oxford in the springtime and they're conferring degrees.  god, the place is going to be a complete zoo.

ooh, and, birthday presents!  my parents brought me seasons 3 and 4 of west wing on dvd!  (my mother saw my face when i opened the package and said "... and there goes the thesis ..." [ggg]