Thursday – 25 October 2007
Dreams are weird.

Sometime this morning, I dreamed that lj user=”asdf_cat”, Jason and I had gone… somewhere.  I’m going to guess that it was a business trip, because we were staying in a hotel.  We were talking about something when there was a knock the door.  I went to the door and there was someone my brain almost immediately identified as Brian Tochi (1, 2).  Odd, in itself.  The weirdness hit Shade, the Changing Man levels when a second person entered the room: The man who had been the Manager at the REC when I first moved to Outpost Planet: Utah.  That was bizarre.

Willpower is a good thing:

  • I still have three unopened boxes of Butterscotch Krimpets
  • I haven’t thrown this [expletives deleted] server that I’ve been working on out the window.

After I got home last night, I learned something about “The Leash” – it was locked and I had no clue what the code to unlock it was.  *d’oh!*  Fortunately, there were no alerts last night… so I didn’t have to wind up calling someone else at odd hours of the night.

And now, we dance!