Another day; another dream. This one had Bryan getting married. I was so happy I was crying. The one particular thing I remember is that everyone was way more interested in Bryan's bride than in him. I think he'd agree that's the way we need it.

Well, it's definitely cold outside. I turtled on the way over to my art history class. I'm sure you've done it before: Arms into the coat, and head shrunk back until your face is nearly in your coat as well. With my visor and hood, all you could see was my eyes. Take that, sickness.