(Shh. Don't tell anyone. I'm sitting at the front desk and updating.)
But there's no one around, there's 18 minutes before I can leave, and I want to share my weird dream.
Last night I had a dream that I was in England, standing in a gravel-covered area that surrounded some big red stone building- I think that it was either a church or a university building. I was leaning against the wall just around the corner from the front door, looking toward the front of the building, when three men in suits walked toward the door. I recognized one of them as Stephen Fry, although thinking back on it now, he really looked very little like the real Stephen Fry. But I got all excited and went up to talk to him. I said "Hi! I'm Joanna!" as if this was supposed to mean something. He shook my hand and looked confused. I said "I know you from livejournal! I'm khakipants!", at which he got really excited. Apparently, in my dreamworld, Stephen Fry has a livejournal and we are one each other's friends lists. He was thrilled to meet me, and promptly introduced me to the guys with him, one of which was thoroughly unimpressed and gave me the weakest handshake in the history of the world. He introduced the other man as Rohini's father, but because I know Rohini's father, and that wasn't him, I decided that he must have meant to say that the man was Katie's father. Because it's so easy to get those two confused.
And that was the whole dream, or at least as much of it as I can remember. I typed up very quickly because I really need to not be updating my journal at the front desk at work. So now I will quickly hit the update button and get ready to leave.