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Last night I dreamt of seeing a tidal wave (or five) go up an inlet. This morning I read that the Soloman Islands were hit by one. Freaky.

The thing that impressed me in my dream about the tidal wave was how very fast it moved. The first wave wasn't tall at all. It was only visible by its speed as it pushed its way upriver. If I hadn't already been up a hill, there's no way we could have escaped. It was really quite frightening.

The last tidal wave in the dream was the highest, and it was also the slowest. It was more awesome than frightening as it roared up the river, foaming at the crest. I hoped no one was upriver, though I knew there were towns that would be affected.

There was a lot more to the dream than that, but I think it was mostly the X-Files episode we watched before bed affecting my subconscious than anything. After all, Babe is not a special needs kid. At least not as far as I can see and certainly not in that way.

Quick post

~ I'm gonna try the 5_for_five this round. No idea how that's going to work out, but I'll add it to my short list of "must do"s.

~ I refuse to do the 2009 meme. There are too many questions I will not answer publicly. (In case you were wondering where the meme!slut went.)

~ I did art and walk today, though both were minimal. Still, up to the introduction of Snape in the illustrations and about ten minutes of sunshine on my face (only exposed skin) without overstressing my knee. It's something.

~ Am cranky. Really cranky. Several possibilities on why, and probably a combo of all. However, I am proud that the only time I blew-up today was when I banged my injured knee again. By that time I was past due for a blow-up, though, especially considering I was really, really hungry. And had been listening to Babe yammer on for eight. straight. hours. Must find muzzle

~ Need to go watch Jedi now.