I had weirrrrrd dreams last night. Possibly brought on by Caleb calling me at 1 a.m. asking to use my printer, which is broken and which I fixed, apparently in my sleep, although not in time to be of use to him. I fell asleep and dreamt all sorts of batsh*t crazy stuff, like transforming an old friend of mine into steam and condensing her into a sort of pressure cooker / teakettle. Her spirit was in there like a genie in a bottle and when you plugged in the boiler, she could talk. At first I thought she was suffering but it turned out she liked it.