I had one of the most vivid dreams in my life. A woman was interviewing me for a job, and we ended up having sex. The bizarre part was that I was partly awake. I knew this was not happening, and yet I could feel her. I opened my eyes to confirm that I was alone, and yet I could still hear her. It was wonderful. Then I fell back to sleep until my alarm went off at 3:45.
I staggered downstairs, and saw something very silly. Skittle had gotten BOTH of his front paws stuck. He has very wicked claws. He must have stretched when I was coming down the stairs, as he didn't seem too distressed. One paw was stuck in a drape (he was in a windowsill), and the other was stuck in a couch. I gently detatched both of them, and he didn't even complain much. Then I showered and went to work.
Eventually, I will love someone again. That is my mantra for now. Still, I feel like posting a Joy Division song for next week. There is nothing like a very depressing song to snap me out of a funk.