Life On Mars

          I dreamed that I was telling my grandmother I love you, I love you, I love you, and woke up in hysterics. My day at work was spent trying to get printers to work properly (why is it always printers?) and getting rid of junk from the back of the file room before they demolish half of it. Also, someone referred to our apartment as NASA -- Nathan, Alaric, Sean, Andy -- and I was delighted.