Tea: The Bigelow French Vanilla Tea definitely has too much vanilla. Criminy— it reeks! A little goes a long way, people! Also got Green Tea With Pear for Christmas. That one's a little too green if you know what I mean— too much of that Italian herb taste that some green teas have. Ewww.
Dreams: SO grateful that a recent dream is not actually true, which was k.d. lang committing suicide. Always grateful to wake up from the "Never met my husband" dreams and the "Wait! I forgot to go to that class all semester!" dreams. I have that last one a lot, which likely means that I feel overwhelmed and am afraid something important will slip my attention.
A couple of weeks ago I dreamed that I'd gotten hooked into prosecuting someone for molesting Dean Winchester as a child. The case, however, did not go well because it took place long after the fact and Dean alienated the jury (you know how he is— Dean pisses people off). I eventually lost that one— thanks a lot, Dean. :(
Led Zeppelin's "Dancing Days": I've mentioned it before, but this is the kind of song you'd think I'd hate— aggressive sound, kind of brash. Somehow, the sliding/swirling guitars totally make that song for me. I break out of the voice chorus to sing the guitar part!
Ipod Nano: Planning to listen to this at work today, but there's about an 80% chance I'll wind up singing along with it. NOT popular in a cubicle environment. :0