wickedflea | (no subject)

Gah. I dreamed that I was back in high school to take some class that I didn't get credit for back in the day. And I had Ms. Laughlin AGAIN. Nice lady, but she bored me to tears, and I couldn't get rid of her--I got stuck with her for three years. So it figures that I would be in her class in my dream. Anyway, we were doing some sort of project where everyone had to get up in front of the class for a few minutes and display a talent. I'd decided that I was going to juggle. So I was sitting there watching the other students do their acts while I went over in my head what I was going to say. And then it hit me: if I got called on that day, I was going to have to sit there and explain to the teacher and everyone that I could not perform my talent because I HAD LEFT MY BALLS AT HOME.

Oh, and I'm pretty sure Mini-Me was in my class. Neither of us was naked, though.