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Running around barefooted at work makes me happy.

I've been having some really weird dreams recently, sometimes hitting the level of nightmare. Some have just been crazy bizare, but not enough to cause me to wake up abruptly.

My ass is covered in fur

- 3 hour lunch
- spaghetti and sauce and parmesan and garlic bread and brownies
- black pants
- one furry, furry cat
- 200 degree car after sitting in the Texas summer sun for a couple of hours

Co-worker Sarah says I should go dip my feet in the pool to help wake me up. The problem with this idea is that I will opt to just jumping in and swimming for the next hour than merely dip my feet and amble my way back to my hot office.

I need a fan.