Boss decided to move to our new host today instead of early this week. I wasn’t exactly ready for it since I only half know what I’m supposed to be doing with the blog admin stuff, but I’m learning as I go and it won’t be long before we’re up and running as usual. I sure hope this host turns out to be more reliable than our last one; I’ve had enough MySQL errors to last a lifetime, thanks! 😉

I may have rested my eyes this afternoon and had the coolest dream–a flying dream. I effing love flying dreams, and this was an excellent one because on the ground were prison inmates (and not just a few, either) trying to slash at me with shivs, but they couldn’t reach. Even a circus freak tall guy couldn’t reach. It didn’t quite look like the town where I used to live, but didn’t quite look like the lower streets of Halifax, either–sort of a combination of both. I took flight by running and my strides got longer and longer with more and more hangtime until I was airborne.

I was supposed to call Dad this weekend, but I didn’t. Argh.