[RL?] Dear god, I had weird dreams last night. My subconscious took a cup of MASH, a cup of work anxiety, a dash of people drama... threw it all in my brain and shook vigorously.

I remember I fucked up scheduling meetings in Outlook for Major Frank Burns.

I had a fight with a girl at work, who was dressed a bit like Max Klinger.

D'awww. Kitty alarm.

ROTFL

Poor Frank.

Frank was not very understanding.

Mal : Patience was never one of his virtues.