I think the neighbours must've been playing music last night, because it turned up in my dreams, and when I mentioned it to A, he said he'd been dreaming of music, too. I don't mind; it turned what was probably going to be a fairly average dream into a full-scale musical - and, being a musical, it had a happy ending, which is not the direction that dream was initially heading. I was a detective, looking for some woman who had been, we thought, murdered by her psychopath boyfriend. I was working undercover at a hotel where she'd been staying. The desk clerk had only spoken to this woman once, but there had been sparks between them, and he was very sad that she was probably dead. He started this song and dance number about how he'd have taken care of her, and never harmed her, and loved her, etc etc. We decided the case was closed, and I went out with my detective colleagues for a celebratory meal. But then I caught sight of the woman, who wasn't dead after all, and I successfully closed the case, and the desk clerk asked her out, and she said okay, and it all ended on a big musical number with them dancing.

...Also, alcohol gives me weird dreams. Sheesh. Drinking on a Monday night - baaaaad, I know, but I need something to help me cope with my first day back at work, and the day it finally decides to snow. My first reaction was, "Oh, bloody typical!" (Well, actually, my first reaction was, "Eeee, snow!" *rushes to window*. But my second reaction was dismay at the thought of my journey to work.)

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I've written an AMTDI ficlet, and you can't see it until the dayofindulgence. But I've written something, woohoo! I might expand it, given that I've got, like, a month before I can post it. *writeswriteswrites* I swear it's just because I cut my nails, too.

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I need to delete some of my icons so I can add some more. *sadface*

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ETA: Oh, wow. Thanks to a recent post by surreallis, I've come to a realisation: Office Dude is a random Sims character! He just wanders in, looking like he's been dressed by aliens, starts random conversations with people who don't know him and don't know what he's talking about, hangs around for too long, and then wanders off to do something else! IT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE!

(Does this mean I'm a Sims character, too? That might also explain a few things.)