I had a humdinger of a dream that I wish I could remember in whole. It involved LOTR (in which I was Elrond's other daughter with a speshul ring), Harry Potter (I had to kill midget like creatures with bat and bludgers), a gay friend of mine (one of the midgets recognized me from somewhere and wanted to feel my breasts. I told my friend to tell him I was his wife), more murder (there was a dead tiger in there somewhere, and I planned on killing the midget who recognized me by injecting poison into his blood stream), and a reference to Scott and Zelda Fitzgerald (I told my friend that he was my Zelda, but he said I wasn't his Scott *sniffle*).
There was also something about going to Britain and seeing Cor. You know, the Cor who lives a hop, skip, and a jump from Paddington Station.
I wish I could have taped it.
Matt left for sea this morning, and Erik has just woke up.
I'll be around.