this morning, I had a very strange dream: I was still working for the LB, and it was opening night. But they were dancing at an ice skating rink and I hadn't done any of my paperwork. Plus, the ex-ballet boy was there (which is funny because I haven't thought about him in months) and I let him borrow my camera to take pictures of the boys in their armor. But then later on, he was being uncharacteristically supportive of me when I was having a breakdown about being underprepared.
I think the lessons to be learned here are:
1. don't date ballet dancers
2. make sure you're prepared
3. I'm nervous about starting a new job
and, 4. don't have curry for dinner :)
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