Watson called me a “lotioned up fruitcake-o.” Ouch.
Lindsay dreamt last night that I was in a mental institution taking copious amounts of medication.
I watched Life is Beautiful again yesterday, otherwise known as Roberto Benigni’s a Series of Improbable Events. Great movie though.
And my computer’s beeping for no apparent reason. And now I have to go take a quiz on Husserl, Merleau-Ponty, and phenomenology.