Wildebeasts!

Last Tuesday morning was a little crazy.

First Eunice and I tried to find Lincare in order to get some parts for my CPAP machine. It was an adventure. We first ended up in a civil engineering firm. When we finally got there, the tech we were supposed to speak with was still with another client. In the end I came out with a lot of new machine parts, including a mask (expensive!) and a rental machine. The old machine is being worked on. I was concerned because without the CPAP machine I can't really sleep. I mean, stopping breathing 63 times in an hour is about as fun and restful as it sounds.

And Heroic Snoring really isn't that heroic. It won't save you in case of fire, for example. It will wake up the neighbors though. Maybe they could save you from the fire. Or more likely start it because they can't sleep. Heroic snoring, for those who are confused, is sort of like having a herd of Wildebeasts running through your house. Noisy ones.

After the adventures at Lincare we went to drop off Eunice's transcripts at George Mason University. I figured this was going to be awful. I imagined a nightmare of impossible parking and archaic regulations. It was surprisingly easy. We found a parking place immediately, found the office we needed, and turned in the transcripts without a hitch. We were in and out in about half an hour.

I was shocked. Where was the academic red tape? Where were the snipers in those ivory towers? Why didn't we need 74 signatures on 11-teen different pieces of paper from a variety of departments, some of which don't exist? Now that I've had a chance to think about it, I think it's a plot. They're suckering us in. I mean, Eunice hasn't been admitted yet. She's not in their system yet, and that affords her some freedom.

Or maybe they're different.

Only time will tell.