The man checking me out at the grocery store spoke in a heavy Russian, Ukranian, Bosnian...some kind of -ian accent. "Jo-y Lew-is. What is that?" I looked around, wondering if he'd seen my credit card as I swiped it upside down, and then realized that I still had my name tag on from church (I hate that.) "That's my name." I told him, and he said, "Oh, it is the name of a group you belong to? I know the word Joy, but I do not know what is the Lewis."

"My name," I said, pulling out my credit card to show him. Because, you know, a credit card is the surest form of identification. :)

Chemistry is kind of fun, knowing that I don't have a ton riding on it. I'm realizing over and over how much I don't understand (I still don't get why some things have higher boiling points than others. I get that it has to do with hydrogen bonds, but unless it's making water as a byproduct, I don't get where the hydrogen is going. And isn't that a weak bond?) As I sit going over equations, glad for the fact that the tests are multiple choice, I know I'll never be a chemist as I say "see oh three, see oh two, dash ess dash oh..." How long would it take before I would automatically recognize a methyl group as such and not just letters?

I dreamed last night that my best friend's new fiance turned a gun on her. True to real life, in seeing that, I charged him. He shot me but I kept going until I managed to wrestle him (6'3", policeman) to the ground, pinned his arms behind him, and shot him in the head before I died. I woke up crying, knowing that with her in TX, there would be nothing I could do. I totally trust her judgement, but I also know that she hasn't known him long enough to know if he has a bad temper or a dark controlling side. I know that my own reservations are based only on my mistrusts, and don't apply to her or to her situation. All the same, if he does pull something like that, I'd never get over not warning her. In my shoes, what would you do? I don't want to butt in, I don't want to caution her, I don't want to rain on her parade. I know people on that police force with significant seniority. Could I ask one of them to check his records? Or should I just write it off as a silly dream?