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Sick again. Fever last night when I got home from BAMM. Slept for 11 hours.

Was woken from a very pleasant dream about visiting MIT and running into a former French Houser in thigh high vinyl boot-rollerblades and thong and some kind of top hacking the MIT police somehow... I was trying to pee in the bathroom and some froshly kid pissed me off so I yelled at him, established my boundaries (BAMM speak!) and then went back and finished my business. Then I went outside, trying to go visit Rax, and saw the french houser in question and we were chatting.

Anyway, was woken from this very pleasant dream by some dumbass ringing our doorbell, three times between 8 and 8:15. wtf?

I should get up and eat something before I go back to sleep but it is so tempting to roll over..

If I'm real good, maybe I'll have the energy to do some freelance groundwork this afternoon. That would be real nifty.

The weekend

Hot date went well except for me being stupid the day after.
Porn party went well, and my stupidity got cleared away.
Really cute girl I've been interested in for a while asked me out. w00t.
Excellent quality time with Unseelie Saturday.
Good hanging out with dominic. Saw the Matrix, didn't suck as much as the second. Another nice club scene with some fabulous outfits (not even pretending anymore... ;). Went to party, had fun chatting with nifty girl I've not known for long. Yay. Oh, and finally confirmed that caffeine works as advertised on me. Good to know, or something. So not chemically ADD.

This is the bad part. Really hungry and tired, went to drop Dominic off in Alameda. So we cross through the tunnel and REALLY need gas. Looking, can't find a station that's open. Unseelie is having trouble with one of his contact to the point where he has to pull over and take it out and switch with me. It has started raining. I've never driven in the rain. It is pouring and rainy and dark. The windshield wipers suddenly stop working. Also no turn signals.

So new driver, never driven in the rain, no windshield wipers or turn signals, signalling with arms out the window and getting drenched, about to run out of gas in Oakland... we finally found a gas station, and Unseelie tightened one thing under the hood and everything started working again. It even stopped raining once we were on the highway and the evil winds were gone. I'm glad no one had to die that night. Dying is bad.

Sunday went to BAMM, had sushi with redhead33 and came home and went straight to sleep.

Now I'm eating breakfast/cereal and updating lj, and then I will probably sleep again. But the short version is that in spite of all the bad, I'm sublimely happy.