I had another strange dream: this time, I dreamt I was lost in space. I was with a group of space explorers sometime in the distant future. We had flown into deep space in a spaceship, but the engines that brought us out there broke down, so we couldn't get back as quickly as we had gotten out there. To make things even more strange, we found a magic lamp in a pile of stuff on board the ship. An alien that resembled Q from "Star Trek: the Next Generation" showed up on the ship, found out the name of the genie in the lamp (a prerequisite for making wishes with this particular genie-lamp set), and made some wishes. One of the wishes resulted in him getting his own talk show in 21st century America.
Now for my real life: in general, things have been so-so. I got to bed earlier last night than I have the past few nights, but a thunderstorm woke me over 20 minutes early this morning. I've been cleaning around my apartment this week, mostly in my bathroom. More humorous interactions between Tony and Debby: she was railing on him about him asking her a bunch of work-related questions, then when she left on a smoke break and our team leader asked where she was, Tony said, "I ate her." Part of me wonders if they're secretly in love or attracted to one another. I saw them returning together from another break later in the day. I've been reading a book my friend Harry loaned me today: "City of Heroes: the Freedom Phalanx." I'm hoping to spend more time playing my LEGO Star Wars game this weekend, maybe see a movie with Harry and Liz.
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