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So last night I had a dream I discovered a three-year-old wandering around on my street, only she could talk like crazy and not like a three-year-old at all. And apparently she was the little sister of a dude who works with my mom. So I had to call him and ask if he had a sister, and he thought I kidnapped her, and I was like "um, no! I swear, I just found her!" and he was then assuming she was dead (because of the "found" part, I guess?) and freaking the hell out on me, and eventually I stuck the kid on the phone and she explained everything. And then apparently I either changed dreams or have really weird transitions between scenes, because I then had an Anna!dream involving blowing up computers (apparently spilling coffee on keyboards = BOOM?)... and then trying to hide the charred remains in weird places all over the place. I like having not-traumatizing dreams that I actually remember the next morning. Usually it's only the sad/scary ones I remember. Hum.
And I apparently slept really, really well, and woke up before my alarm (at, like 8 or something!). Which I guess is cool, since I'm not too zombielike or anything, even pre-caffeine, and am actually rather happy-bouncy. Leaving in like a half-hour, though, and have to still get music on my MP3 player for the day, and make sure I have whatever I need. Also, my eye make-up looks spiffy and is quite purple. I like it.
Headache is still here, but not so bad (yet) today. Hopefully it stays this way, or goes away entirely.