Dream of tiny things
Dreamt that I was in a house which was full of tiny miniature houses. They were completely kitted out with electricity and running water. I made coffee with a tiny coffee maker. It was adorable and goddamnit I wanted it. I didn't think they'd sell it to me so I started plotting to steal the teeny houses.
Mmm. Tiny things.
I had my docent brunch on Saturday and met the other lovely docents in training. They had coffee and tiny cranberry/walnut muffins. God I love the museum. There's about 27 of us, and only two girls were younger then me. Everyone else was around the 50 or above mark. Hee! I hang with the elderly! They assigned us our text books and gave us the curriculum for next year.
My mentor let me tag along for his tour of the Rodin Museum. He reminds me of Fred Willard.
Today I'm putting off finishing my final project which is almost done and due by midnight. Must brew more coffee in my tiny coffee maker. And now I have a strange compunction to read Needful Things.