Soooo....
I had the strangest dream last night. Not only was I locked in a warehouse while it was storming like none other outside, I made a fort out of numerous washers, dryers, and couches. The really really strange part? My mom came in James Bond style to rescue me. Then a huge clap of thunder woke me up and it really was storming like none other. One of my windows was open like, three inches, and it practically flooded the top of my table. Ruined the puzzle I'm working on too. But yeah.... That's the last time I go a day eating only 4 donuts. Too much sugar IS harmful...