Last night I dreamed about you

Actually, last night I dreamed I was fighting a werewolf, and ended up stabbed in the ankle. I woke up with a sore ankle and the Mr. Ed theme song stuck in my head. One of these things is logical, one is not--you decide. But mrissa was in the dream, and gave me cookies, so it wasn't all bad.

Thank Cephalopod it's only a half day today.