  They were both in my dream last night. I dreamt that I walked into chemistry with my new pink iPod in hand (unfortunately that was only in the dream... man, I want one of those) and moved to my seat. But Mr. Grunden had rearranged the room and he offered me a new seat not at one of the lab tables, but at one of the computer desks towards the back of the room.
Perplexed, I asked why I couldn't sit with everyone else. He replied that he thought I might like it back here better, and that it would give me more time to do fun experiments. He then handed me my first assignment: a titration. All my concerns spontaneously disappeared, and I started jumping up and down. A titration! Yay! I immediately set to work, and as he went to talk to the rest of the class all seated at the tables, I put the earbuds in my ears and started the delicate procedure. I don't think it means anything. I was probably thinking about titrations and pink iPods as I fell asleep. Still. It's odd. 
