In a dream night before last, I was in this part-mall part-arcade place (I imagine kind of like Metreon). The memorable part was at the end, when we were in this auditorium sort of room, but it was more like a school assembly than a movie theater, and while everyone spoke, waiting for whatever it was, this big spider came down, swinging in circles closer and closer to people, and I knew I should stick my pencil out and bat it away before it landed on someone, but I didn't and so it landed on me and glommed onto my head around my ear.
I took this to mean I should be more aggressive towards problems rather than ignoring them until it becomes necessary. I'm a very JIT problem solver. For example, Dr Andy thought it a good idea that I take 410 Programming Languages as 510, the graduate course for graduate credit, but I never bothered to do whatever registration I needed to do that. I haven't gone to the graduate office to ask or called, because I don't like dealing with strangers. I think I have until tomorrow to register, which means I have put it off to the last minute, rather than meeting the task head on. I also kind of threw my hands up Tuesday when I didn't know when my BMGT 311 class was, but that turned out OK: it was yesterday, and it's another 5:30-8:00 class, and although I didn't sign up for it, it turns out even if you sign up for it after you get dropped, the computer will drop you again after the semester actually starts, so you have to get added back anyway. I know I have a problem with leaving such tasks up in the air, hoping they'll resolve themselves; if they do, it's always with suboptimal results (311 situation above notwithstanding), so I'm not sure why I keep doing it. I should learn not to.
So in the car yesterday driving to class yesterday, I look down and there's a spider (tiny spider, not so unusual around my car) breezing toward me at the end of its strand of web, and lands on my arm. It attached that end of its web to my overshirt and skittered partway along, but still kind of wobbled in the rough breeze (even in the winter I have my windows open a crack, whenever possible--I can't feel how fast I'm going without hearing the wind). I kind of sped to the next stoplight (which was two or three minutes away), so I could get it off me, draping its web strand out the window. I get the feeling I didn't drive too sanely during those few minutes, even though it was just a tiny spider.
And there you are.
