Double Flee A

I dreamed I was being nipped at by five mutt puppies. Three of them were conjoined. The meaning of this dream, I think, is that I need a day off. Monday I get one.

Aside from Easter, the day Jesus, whose biological father was god himself, rose from the dead so that I would get a day off, it'll be the first day in 65 days that I haven't had to be somewhere at eight in the morning. I expect I'll spend most of the morning panicking, then have a light lunch, and round out my afternoon pacing nervously. By Wednesday I'll be back to my good old lazy self and my company should be tolerable.

Again, congratulations to my brother, who now has to see how he likes post-student life working for the man.

posted by dale @ 7:43 AM