I didn't sleep too well. Eva and I were up to 12:45 playing spore (it's a shame, I designed a kick ass military plane, and then it didn't get used). Depending on which cat snuggled into my arm, I dreamed of them as a spore race. The chesterians are a very mean race. I also dreamed that their land vehicle is the CatBus from My Neighbor Tortoro.
When you are working in the telco closet of a building, and You aren't 100% sure where those cables go. Otherwise, you may cut off the T1 of a business that is web based for a day and a half, and piss off the sysadmins who have been trying to figure out what happened.