heh. my standard case of winter ick is creeping on, in the form of stuffedupness and sore glands. whee. it'd better not turn into anything else; i can't afford to be sick right now. besides, i hate being sick, and i make a horrible patient...
i dreamt about work last night. i don't remember the details, but i do remember seeing AS400 screens in my sleep. the cat was mixed up in it, too, thought that's pretty easily explained - when i woke up out of the dream, the cat had draped himself over my neck and was purring like mad, looking for attention. at least that explained that. =]
my last fifteen minutes of work were spent documenting the last call i was on. anyone who's worked in a call center, cringe. everyone else, smile and nod.
thank you.
anyhow... home, ate, shower, AIM. more food i think, then getting dressed, then over to Ari's, then the looking for a damned parking spot on First Hill game, then sleep.
tired