Slept at work last night because there's a poop crapload of work to get done for Schweser.

I dreamt about this penguin land place that was on top of a mountain. It used to be some guy's house, but over time it had become more and more popular. Now there were holes cut through the old buildings to make walkways for all the tourists, and once you got inside you were in a place like a mall. There were McDonaldses and Nike shops. It was horribly commercialized. There were these horizontal elevator-like cars that would take you between 4 different sections of the mall and a central hub. We were there trying to find some penguin game.

I was on a train and we were supposed to take a Spanish quiz. Other people spent some time studying before the quiz but I didn't. I didn't know how to write anything. And sometimes I'd slip into crappy German.

As I was waking up there was a horse in Dad's upstairs computer room. He was free. We joked about that not including the cost of taking care of a horse.

The past month has passed so quickly, I feel like I lost track of time even more than I usually do. Good thing I have so many pictures to help me recall.