1. I have a sudden and unseemly infatuation with the smudge tool. It is my new BFF.
2. It is really hot here. 100F (38C?) in the shade. And the air conditioning in my room doesn't work properly, and my unscientific guess of the temperature has it at about
10,000 degrees 85-90. Possibly 88 (31C?) judging by the fact that I don't actually mind how hot it is unless I'm trying to sleep.
3. I like ice cream. (This is probably related to #2 above.)
4. The other night I had this weird dream that involved Dean and Sam from Supernatural. I was having this review done by my university (except it took place at my high school?) and Dean and Sam were my reviewers, and there was this awkward thing where they were relating this story of how Dean hit on the Devil (who looked like a lady at the time) and no one was supposed to be able to do that unless, you know, they had a chance at IT, you know, and Dean was like, "well no one told ME that!" And then this stuffy old woman came in and tried to take over the review because they weren't authorized, and Dean was all "I've got my authorization right here" and whipped out his gun (though for a moment in the dream I was like, "oh dear god, this is going to turn into a bad porno, isn't it?"). And then suddenly hundreds of people started crowding into the room, and Dean and Sam were like, oh god, we've got to get them out, then there was this shimmery glowy ghosty thing that started to appear, so while Dean and Sam watched it and readied their hunting supplies, I helped everyone get out of the room, which, when empty, was cavernously large and very dark except for the shimmery ghost thing. So then I backed toward the door and was all, "well, then, I'll leave you guys to it!" except I COULD NOT LEAVE for some reason. So then I had to help the Winchesters get rid of this shimmery ghost thing (which, as it turned out, was very angry and homicidal). And then we retired to the patio for tea. Dean put obscene amounts of sugar and honey in his. It was sickening.
5.
lantis_lims voting, where are yooooouuuuuu?
I feel your pain. Literally.