Warning, do not click the above link and open a box if you want to get ANYTHING productive done today. Seriously. Don't.

Also, weird dreams. Mice, and religion, and shards of glass embedded all over my skin. A strange book that included a constantly-updated thieves' cant dictionary and advanced sign language for communicating with the deaf, the blind, and most plant life. Roller-coasters. More mice, and some hamsters. Obsessive cooks. Amish. Not a very sane sleep period, really. The Warehouse Basement was somewhat anti-climactic.

Hoping th' puppy updates. Hoping th' Kadin does too, actually. Not looking forward to Saturday exactly, though I am looking forward to having Saturday over with.

Not much else to say.

Wish I had my vicodin refilled. I could use it. *shrug* Ehh. Likely it's for the best. Wonder if I can fall back asleep...