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Last night I made broccoli and oyster sauce. Apparently it was exactly what I wanted. Ahhhh. Much better...

I had a very strange dream this morning that managed to mix up the five years from 1999 to the present, and deliver them in a fashion that actually made sense at the time. People I know from completely different things were all together and all acting like there was nothing unusual about it.

I wish it would rain if it's going to. It rained yesterday while I was at the grocery store. In fact, it poured, but only for about five minutes. A downpour hitting a supermarket roof is louder than I expected. Anyway, by the time I got through the checkout, the sun was out again. (Lucky for me, since I made it to the store before it rained and got to come home after it was done raining.)

Time is a very strange thing. I keep worrying about buying plane tickets as if August was next month, and then I remember that it is in fact almost three months from now, and it starts to seem like ages away. Part of that is probably due to the fact that the next real benchmark of time for me is my birthday, which isn't until July, so all the rest of the time until then is fluid. June used to be graduation dinner month, and now it's just a month between now and July. Which reminds me of a poem by Walt Kelly, to wit:

"H" is not for Herman, not for Holly, not for Heart;
"H" is just a letter keeping G and I apart.

Brain? What brain? I haven't got any brain...at least not today...