I can't believe no one wants my crappy monitor or my crappy dishwasher (I posted the dishwasher in Free Stuff on craigslist).
I had dreams about work last night. I don't think I've ever dreamed about work, or at least not my current job. That's what two days of being flooded with proof will do, I guess. If I had to work this hard all of the time, would I dream about work constantly?
Bridge at lunch, and then the movie at the Hatch Shell tonight (assuming I feel like braving the weather). Work should be at a bit more moderate pace since a lot of stuff got approved in the past two days. We shall see.
