I had a dream last night in which I was the co-pilot of an airplane. The girl that works in jewelry was the pilot. But this wasn't an army airplane or anything. This was your basic 747 type thing. We were flying around shooting at little alien spaceships, flown by the requisite little green aliens.

I think maybe I've been working too much.

In other news, the sun is trying to peak out. The sky is a slightly lighter color of grey than usual. And it is one degree outside. Not zero, not two. One. Winter makes me want to vomit.

Yes, that's about it for now. Such an exciting life I lead. ;) Off to go read for a bit and then get ready for work or something like that. Good times. Or not.

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