I dreamt that I had a bedroom of my own in this house, and that it held only a bed, a dresser and some crazy scary pictures of Jesus on the walls. I lay in the bed & felt lonely.

I dreamt that Stacy had two children aged 10 and 8!! We met outside Robarts Library. They looked just like her only naturally blonde! And just when she was about to tell me why & how she suddenly had two children, I woke up. When I did the math, I realized that yes, technically Stace could have a child of ten by now although it seems extremely unlikely that he/she/it wouldn't be a part of her life -- she won't even get a cat because she's not sure that she could take care of one its whole life.

I dreamt something about Dirk in there too, something about him helping me with my special education project.

This is what happens when I'm allowed to sleep in. Lunacy!

Today was a strange mix of calm & frantic. I spent most of it in front of my laptop trying to finish yesterday's special education project, although there was a large amount of time that was - not to put too fine a point on it - wasted. The franticness came from being a day late & feeling wholly at sea in this kind of research assignment; the calm came from knowing that, one way or another, this would get done by the end of the day. And it did. I mailed off the completed assignment at 9:30 tonight, which is too late to celebrate but too early to go to bed. So I compromised & washed the dishes. Blech.