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I think work is having an unpleasant influence on my dreams. Last night's nightmare involved being pregnant and finding out the fetus was dead. (Between this week's episode of House, work calls and the discussion of a coworker's very risky pregnancy, no wonder I've had such fucked up dreams.) It was significantly unpleasant. Please to not be having any more of those.

The cure for all things is apparently root beer and a cupcake for breakfast.