OK, I’m hungry. It’s not yet lunchtime, though I could go and get food if I wanted to tangle with the thousands of other lunch-goers today in the parking lot and crowded restaurants.
I also desperately need some caffeine, so a stop at Starbucks is in my future. *drowses* Make that my near future.
I cleaned Zoot’s tank today. I’d forgotten to do it on Friday and worried that I’d come to work and find a dead fish. He survived.
This was a pointless post, but it’s what you get. Sorry. I wish I were more awake nad in les pain; I’d do a more interesting post, then. The most fascinating thing about this post is that I typed this parap graph with my eyes closed.
I just got some Nigerian Scam Spam.
Yes, that means they went through the trouble of validating through my Virtual Receptionist anti-spam program.
Wow. The temptation to screw them around is high, but…. I think I’ll just ignore this one. I have too many other projects going on right now. 
I dreamed I was in a very new “relationship” with a fellow UFie (no, not one with a name…. just someone who was identified as a UFie). There was sex involved (safe sex; yes, I dreamed about condom use). I think we were at a UFie gathering or something, because there were people around and I didn’t want them to interrupt us.
It was… weird. Weird because the guy was not very attractive, except in that sweet geeky way, but I was all over him, so he must have also had a brain and personality. And weird because somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew that I was married…. and yet in the dream, I wasn’t.
Also lots of freeway driving in this dream. Quite a bit of travel, in fact (mostly midwest, but elsewhere, too). In past dreams I have literally gone around the world to the most remote places.
I fought the sewing machine all the way through, but I finished the Geekini.
“The Sprawl” was rejected from Brain, Child.
Sigh. Next.
