I had a dream last night that I missed Celebrity Mole. I was kind of upset, but not excessively. It was like, "Man, I missed it? That sucks." *pause* "Oh well." Which is how I would react in real life. But why was I dreaming about this?
In other news, I just attended the dumbest meeting ever. Dumb because it was pointless at the beginning, and annoying because it wound up possibly giving me a whole lot of extra work. The extra work thing is just a maybe, though; here's hoping the work can be avoided.
Current song in my head:
"California Dreamin'" by the Mamas & the Papas