Now that J and I are on vacation, we're going to try, sweet mother of god, to revive this blog. So I'm going to get back on the horse with a dream that J had last night...
Over after-work snacks, he told me and his sister that he had a dream about walking around with bombs strapped to his chest. To which she replied, "oh yeah, that's because you slept at mom's house last night and it's really noisy outside her apartment."
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