Being a quasi-team lead shows it's first ugly side.
So long as it brushes its teeth in the morning, I think I can handle it.
My dreams are getting very vivid. Though I've forgotten exactly what last night's dream was regarding, I do recall rope, lady_fox and aetrix9 and George. These may have been separate dreams.
I think I'm becoming obsessed, which displeases me. Obsessed with what, I am not sure.
I think dreaming is a sign that I'm actually, really happy for the first time in a very long time. More on this later.
This is assfinger's fault: