braaaaaaaaaaains.

her: i had a zombie nightmare last night. we'd gone to visit your family, only it wasn't your family, because there were like thirty of them and they lived in a silo of some sort.

him: ...and there were zombies?

her: we went for a walk, because where we were there were actual stars, and we wanted to see the sunrise. only just before the sun came up, hundreds of people started parachuting into the town square. only they weren't people, they were zombies.

him: that's pretty enterprising of them. i mean, organizing, getting into a plane...enterprising for zombies, anyway.

her: are you maligning the organizational skills of the zombie-americans? because that's discrimination.

burnout.

my birthday is monday.

i'm feeling vaguely brutalized by the pace we've been keeping up at work lately.

spring is in the air.

i need a haircut. also a manicure.

i've been to california twice in the last month. it was hard to come back here.

i find myself having focus pro--oooh, shiny!