Don't remember my dreams last night except for one very short snippet where I was in a room full of people who were celebrating some sports thing and I had no idea what sport it was they were celebrating and they all got very annoyed at me and wouldn't tell me, forcing me to guess. (Probably mirrors my everyday life in the fall, when I have no idea what team the school I work at is playing, and no clue if it's here or away. I should keep an eye on the here/away thing, because it determines what restaurants we can eat at and what streets we can drive down on game day.)

Also, we went to Red Lobster and I had crab legs and a baked potato because sometimes you need a well-balanced meal full of nutrients and sometimes you just need a butter delivery mechanism.