Miscellaneous
I had a dream last night, in which I got onto an elevator to go to my hotel room and then couldn't ever get to my floor to get off. I have dreams like this all the time and I hate them, but it illustrates my kind of claustrophobia - it's not the small spaces that freak me out, it's not being able to get out of them. Actually, in the dream, I finally did get off the elevator, but in the lobby. Hey, at least I got off.
In any case, I find the whole NASA astronauts being drunk going into space thing hilarious. I mean, a) aren't they watching these guys? How do they get that much booze? b) Well, it's not like they're going to hit anything, unless they manage to head straight for a satellite and c) wouldn't you get roaring drunk before being launched on a rocket into space? I know I would. I guess I'm supposed to be shocked by the whole thing, but instead it makes me laugh.
I got the okay to move into my apartment a week early, which is awesome. We plan to paint, so having that extra weekend means we can do that, bring some stuff up there before I have to officially move in and do some cleaning. Mainly because I'm paranoid and want everything scrubbed with bleach. However, that is only three weeks from now. And I still have very little furniture. Oh, crap. Now what?
In any case, I find the whole NASA astronauts being drunk going into space thing hilarious. I mean, a) aren't they watching these guys? How do they get that much booze? b) Well, it's not like they're going to hit anything, unless they manage to head straight for a satellite and c) wouldn't you get roaring drunk before being launched on a rocket into space? I know I would. I guess I'm supposed to be shocked by the whole thing, but instead it makes me laugh.
I got the okay to move into my apartment a week early, which is awesome. We plan to paint, so having that extra weekend means we can do that, bring some stuff up there before I have to officially move in and do some cleaning. Mainly because I'm paranoid and want everything scrubbed with bleach. However, that is only three weeks from now. And I still have very little furniture. Oh, crap. Now what?