It is 7:26 am. Hour um...21 of my day at work. I did sleep last night, but since I was sleeping in the office, no big surprise that all my dreams were work dreams. One part was out in the front yard of the house, there were all these people having a party, there was a big tray of donuts--I remember Tuck was wearing this white and orange flowered pantsuit. Elizabeth W. discovered she'd fucked up all her meds, and I had some big disagreement with Art about something or other.

I'm on page 300 or so of Harry Potter. I could easily have finished it yesterday but I didn't want to spend the whole day in the office reading, plus I wanted to save some to read at home, so I stopped and watched movies with people. We watched this old movie called "the apartment" with Shirley McLaine, and then we watched "The Princess Diaries" which normally isn't really my type but it was fun to watch with the residents.

Mary called me yesterday, which was cool--after that dream I had two days ago where we commisserated that we hadn't called each other in ages. She was making fun of Natalie because Paul's sister had special ordered the Harry Potter book for Nat's birthday, but rather waiting three hours for the mail to come Natalie just went to the store and bought one--she couldn't wait. Apparently she and Paul were arguing about what a dumb decision that was, but I think it's hilarious.

I do want to go home though. And I want a vacation, but there is no hope on the horizon for vacation until October. Bleh. I also want a shower and a change of fucking clothes!!

*tips hat*