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As I struggled to gain consciousness this morning, I remembered that I had a smattering of odd dreams. (Hah, I just typed that dreads, first...)
One of them was that thisc0rrosion helped me fix my motorcycle. It was too bad to realize that was just a dream.

Good things:
Club was fun.
Email with friends far away.
Sunshine.
Coffee.
The fact that I don't seem to be as sore as I thought I'd be today.