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I had a dream last week about love, sex, opera and time travel. It was pretty awesome, even if it ended on a nightmarish note. I've been jotting down notes ever since: the dream will serve as a prologue to a story I've decided to write (I won't call it a novel, at least not yet.) It'll be a fun project, either way.

I also spent a good chunk of cash at the campus bookstore. No, I'm not a student, but everyone knows that's the place to go for the best prices on anything philosophical or classical. Consequently, I've got a mighty high stack of Tolstoy, Hesse and Bulgakov to read. Add that to the posters I bought, I ended up spending about ten times as much as I'd budgeted for. It was worth it.

Also, I made AnnaLee blush. In smiley form. It still counts.