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Early this morning I was having a very linear and (for a dream) sense-making dream. I was in San Francisco for a conference I was attending with my brother [read: nerdity afoot]. I was waiting at some sort of mass transit station (reminding me a great deal of Gare du Nord in Paris) for my brother to pick me up. He was running late, and I had forgotten my cell phone. But! In the station there were some internet dummy terminal kiosks. In my dream, remember, I navigated to tiara.org because I remembered seeing on Alice's start page a beta messenger service that would send a text message to anyone in your cell address book from any internet-connected location. Seriously, people, HANDY TECHNOLOGY when you forget your cellphone in a dream. (FYI, this site does not actually exist, but it SHOULD.) Anyway, my brother emailed me back saying he forgot to pick me up and I should take the bus. Unfortunately, this rad dream ended there because a garbage truck was emptying the dumpsters at the school across the street but I was convinced someone was trying to steal my car at 4:00 in the morning.
Needless to say, I am a bit sleepy today. Sleepy enough to make a very unfortunate footwear choice. Forever ago (16 months-ish) I had knee surgery. I have been slowly edging my way back into the world of heeled shoes, and when getting ready this morning The Most Comfortable Mules In The World (with a 2 inch heel) acutally felt pretty great. Three seconds after arriving at work, I discovered that this was a false impression, and also that the shoe placed on the foot of the good leg makes a very audible farting noise each time I step down. Today is going to be fun!
