10-27-12
So, yesterday (well, it's still today for me, seeing as I haven't gone to bed yet for whatever reason), a professor told me that I ended up in their dream, then proceeded to tell me the dream.
In it, the professor was a spy in Soviet Russia (figures) and had unfortunately blown cover and been captured. As the captors were taking the spy-fessor down the street, I then apparently rode by on my bicycle and get happy because the spy-fessor had been missing or something. (I am also one of the good guys.) But I suck at my job because I slow down and the spy-fessor waves me on. Then the Russians realize that I must also be a spy, for the spy-fessor waved at me and I am also going the wrong way down a one-way street. (Not my detail.) Then the professor's alarm went off.
Why the professor told me, I have absolutely no idea.
But it is pretty hilarious.
It also sort of makes me into Black Widow. I can live with that.