Skipping oh-way-too-much because, according to the Buffisa Calendar, today is Glamcookie's birthday.

Happy birthday, Glamcookie! With lots of wishes for a great day and a wonderful year!

Ugh. I am wandering around the med school campus unable to figure out where I'm supposed to be. The person from my job who I'm meetin is detoured on her way here and the address I have is a number not a building name (none of the buildings have numbers on them!). Tried calling the person we are meeting, got voicemail. Not sure I have the right address at all, for that matter....

Medical Centers are horrible to find your way around in.

Is it just my inner twelve year old boy, or does this sound dirty?

I'd like to set up a webinar with you and other appropriate individuals regarding WAPing your website

It sounds like a message from 2002. Nobody says those things anymore. WAP is obsolete.

Eventer (and OTTB) Neville Bardos is going to be featured on Rock Center this week. (NBC, Weds at 9/8 central.)

I vote for both obsolete and dirty.

If I could play hooky today, I would spend the day watching Avengers and eating sushi.

Instead, I have to go to work and pretend I want to be there.

Stupid Monday.

I am at the office, barely pretending. Luckily, the ~10 minutes of work I've done so far were in discussion with other people, so it possibly seems like maybe I'm doing anything?

Maybe I'll do some stupid database updating.

I need to talk about the dream I had last night, because it's weirding me the fuck out. I dreamed that my friend Melisa, who died 18 years ago, was hanging out with me. I was happy to see her again, as I always am when she shows up in my dreams. (She hasn't for many years.) A mysterious shadowy other woman was there; she wasn't named and never spoke. It was understood that M. was in fact still dead, and we were working out how she could be reincarnated* to be with us again. Then our boyfriend M.L. (in RL) was there with us, and we buying some big warehouse/meeting hall where we would live and also set up an auction house to support ourselves. We were talking to a real estate agent who was showing us a map of where we were and how to get around, and she was taking our IDs and giving us new IDs for the state we were moving to. This happened three times, and I was aware that the same thing was happening over and over, with slight differences (once I couldn't find my ID, and once my ID was from Georgia.), and I knew that this was somehow necessary to bring timelines together and make it possible for M. to be with us again. Then the agent gave us a brochure showing who M. would be this time, a cute little girl with curly red hair (the child M. once dreamed she would have). That's all I remember. Usualy when I get a dream that "feels significant", I can figure out what it means. But this, I have no idea, and I can't shake the feeling it means something. I haven't dreamed about Melisa for many years. The idea of trying to bring her back into my life (not literally!) disturbs me a bit.

*I believe in reincarnation.

Thanks, Nilly! I hope motherhood is treating you well!