Bizarre

I had two very vivid dreams the other night. The first one morphed into
a Star Trek: TNG episode, with a very young Wil Wheaton and the rest of
the cast present, performing day to day operations around me. I stood in
Engineering and tired to make change for a $20 so Scarlett could have
lunch money.

In the second dream, I entered Hogwarts. Again, the cast bustled about
me performing day to day chores. All I remember is seeing Daniel
Radcliffe and Emma Watson come up and speak to me about something. But
both dreams were very real.

I am beginning to worry that I'm going to stumble across a spoiler for
The Book. Or that I'm going to overhear conversation from down the hall
regarding the ending. I don't want to know! I want to cry in surprise.


Back to the grind. Today is busy mindless task day.

In Other News

I had a great lunch with Leigh today. She didn't eat a bite, while I
ate like a pig, talked my fool head off, and swapped secrets. There's
no benefit to eating raw spinach when it's soaked in bacon vinagrette.
For shame. mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm