I'm about to leave for my Philosophy class, but I'm still trying to figure out the strange dream I had this morning. I dreamt I was in a courtroom, lugging my Juno-6 keyboard (which I don't even own. I have an XP-10) to the defendant council's table, and setting it up, while the prosecution was setting up an upright piano at their table.

I was helping to defend Weird-Al Yankovic, and all the arguments for both sides were to be in the form of piano solos. Weird Al couldn't afford (or otherwise bring) a keyboard, so I was saving the day by bringing mine for him, even though it was somehow certain that he would lose.

I think I watch too much Ally McBeal...

Anyhow, horray for last week of classes! If I can just hold it together a few more days, then I can breathe, spend a week studying for 3 more midterms, and enjoy a winter break filled with panicking over reccomendation forms and grad school applications!