Shake

A 6.4 quake almost 200 miles away, and I felt it here ... goodness. I'm on the sixth floor of an 11-story building. qbear didn't feel it at home, which is reassuring, as we're on bedrock. My office building here is on landfill.

Weekend, dreaming

Relatively busy weekend. Lost power on Friday evening, so we went to bed early. Put up and decorated our tree on Saturday, before bowlerbehrsf's's party, where we ate crab dip, tollhouse pie, and other luscious goodies. A sprinkling of LJers were there. Sunday, we saw a matinee of Return of the King, and qbear was bawling at the end, and I was tearing up too. Afterwards we stopped by the Lone Star, but we felt invisible and hardly knew anyone, so we came home and had fried chicken.

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Last night I dreamed that I was in college, taking a multiple choice exam on a new kind of paper that had been developed to respond directly to brain waves. Think hard at the circle by your choice of answer, and it would fill itself in. I discovered that after taking a few of these tests, my own innate telekinetic power was awakened, and I was able to move and manipulate tiny items with my mind -- salt, pepper grains, dust, a piece of fuzz, hair in the sink, a single grain of rice. (You would think this would be a very weak ability, but I knew that I had the power of life or death over anyone who threatened me -- I could burst tiny blood vessels in their brain, causing an instant aneurysm.)