at 6:15, i was woken up with a txt from an old friend that i haven't heard from in a long time. I figured he'd txted me on accident, but carried on the conversation. After 40 minutes, we both realized that he had, in fact, txted the wrong person. It was still good to hear from him. Too bad I can't go to lunch in Texas today.

I got to thinking about life, got a little depressed, and went back to sleep. Where I dreamt of Capt. Jean-Luke Picard of the star ship Enterprise. And woke up feeling a little better about life.