Knox's spring festival. Classes are all cancelled, non-teaching staff get a half day, and it's a big party. Nobody other than a highly secretive five-person cabal knows when it will be until the morning of. Search for "flunk day" on this blog for descriptions of the last three....
Oh flunk day. I heard today was it. Don't know what it's like now, but remembering it was always pretty hazy and slightly warped. As a prof., it is your sworn duty to go high five all the messed up kids who think it is really cool to hang with your teachers when they are messed up.
Sounds like Flunk Day has officially taken over your waking and sleeping life! 😄
Recurring dreams are one thing, but a recursing dream takes it to a whole new level of geekiness — in the best way. Clearly your brain is just as hyped (or stressed?) about the mystery and anticipation as everyone else.
Let’s hope the real Flunk Day is worth all the subconscious buildup! - https://www.foundationrepairdc.com