Nightmare on Romine Ave.

Not as good a title as the real movie title. I wonder if the movie started out with a different title. I wonder if they would have made so many movies if they had used a different street name.

So I’ve been having some weird dreams lately. Like last night I dreamt that Lori had 10 new posts on her blog that I hadn’t read. That’s weird because that usually happens with Dave’s blog. Though Dave’s posts are usually short and cryptic. I’ve also recently had dreams about waiting tables. They tend to be ones where all of my tables fill up in the first 30 seconds of opening and the first table I go to can’t even order drinks. They take forever deciding and then try to order their food at the same time without having even looked at the menu. I remember Dr Turner talking about Nightmares about Organic. I never had dreams about Organic Chemistry but this must be what it’s like.

I’m starting to despair. I know it’s only been a week since I sent in the remainder of my medical packet to the Peace Corp. But I haven’t heard anything. June is approaching quickly. I’m worried that I won’t be assigned to this project. Not so much because I don’t like anything else that they have (I don’t really know that much about the project at hand), mostly I just don’t know what I’ll do between now and the next project’s leave date. I better not think too much about it. I’ll probably just get more nightmares.