The Dangerous Existence of Madame Lee

I've finally settled on a collective name for the co-workers who sit near me and with whom I'm friendly: the Army of Darkness. (My other option was the Mole People, but I think the Army of Darkness sounds a little more chaotic and one caffeine high away from unrestrained mayhem, much like us). I see them 40 hours a week (more often during peak periods), and for no apparent reason Jessica took the liberty of showing up in my dream last night. I was at church, but then got bored and went to go smoke in the stairwell at work, and Jess joined me, whereupon we talked about pie and I was telling her about coconut cream pie. (Except in my dream, "pie" didn't refer to real pie at all but a piecrust that had the shape of a soufflé, like a giant shell, that was then filled with filling.) So I mentioned this dream today, whereupon Jess was all MMMMMMMMMM PIE for the rest of the day.

And then towards the end of the day, this happened:
Rocksan: Are we getting pie?
l33: I don't know. Why?
Rocksan: You mentioned it when you sent me that update. [I have no memory of this, but let's be honest, I probably did. I send the proofers all kinds of stupid jokes along with their updates; I figure if they're going to be faced with a heinous stinkbomb of a revision, they may as well have a laugh with it. Also, it's part of my cunning ploy to get them to like me and do their updates.]
l33: Oh, yeah. I had this dream last night that Jessica and I were smoking in the stairwell and talking about pie.
Rocksan: So we should get pie. --Hey, wait, do you smoke in real life?
l33: Not anymore.
Rocksan: YOU SHOULD MAKE US PIE.
l33: Uh, we'll see.

So for all that is right and just in life, flist, I turn to you:

( Vote! )

Godspeed, and choose wisely.

It has snowed, and IN-62 is poorly plowed off. I was supposed to have a job interview today, and got as far as the 'Mart (about 10 minutes from home, except longer because the road wasn't in such good condition) before I decided that it would be more prudent to turn around, go home, and reschedule. I would like snow a lot more if it stayed off the streets and just coated yards and trees. At least it's powdery snow and not icy snow (or powdery snow that subsequently had a fight with freezing rain and then lost, which is also unpleasant to deal with).

However, no snow or other inclement weather is expected on Saturday, when, pursuant to the will of the people, I intend to go and have my ears pierced a second time. Should you feel my time would be better spent in scenic New Harmony, feel free to vote. Because that's how we roll in the People's Socialist Republic of Xi-feng. :D

Also: forgottensanity, in the event the long-awaited samurai game opens this year (as ever, subject to whether l33 sees a shiny thing and/or must hold down a job which requires actual effort), you may wish to draw some inspiration from this fine masterwork. Remember, if it ain't rainbow wings, it just ain't love.

I've been grooving off Married to the Sea lately, ftr. Check it out sometime. Also: Superpoop.