Her next of kin who lived in sin was asking god to let her in

I just decided to use that title because a few nights ago I had this dream that I was talking to someone about all this deep stuff, like god and whether he loves us and all this other stuff. It was weird because I didn't realize it wasn't real until I tried to remember who I had the conversation with, and when I couldn't, remembered it must have been a dream. I've been doing that a lot lately... d'oh.

There's something wrong with the keyboard tray of my computer desk. It keep shifting back and forth between being lower and higher, and it's really annoying. I've tried peering under it (best I can, because it's such a small space) to figure out what exactly is wrong, but hell if I can tell what's what. I'm pretty distrustful of this desk, anyway, because it's pretty much all glass and my monitor is so heavy that I'm always worried it's going to break. It's the only desk we have that will fit in the space I have, though. Oh well.

So I just did some writing, yay... the part I meant to finish last Friday. Oopsy. I am proud of myself for having hit the 70,000 words mark... and also scared because what happens next in the story is going to really make it or break it, and I don't know which.

Here's what a personality test had to say about me:

"Like a peach, you enjoy the juice of life it all its lush ripeness! You are the friendly sort, and are quite frank and outspoken, which adds to your charm. You are quick to forgive and forget; and value your friendships highly. You have an independent and ambitious streak in you, that makes you a real go-getter. You are the ideal lover, fiery and passionate but sincere and faithful in love. You don't however like to display all that passion in public."

I suppose some of that is true enough, but I think I may be more like a pear:

"If you put your mind to something you can do it successfully, but by and large you tend to be fickle and have trouble completing a task with the enthusiasm you started it with. You need to know the results of your efforts almost immediately. You enjoy mental stimulation and love to get into a good discussion!"

I really don't like pears, though. They're one of my most hated fruits... the texture of them is just weird to me. Bleh.

Last night I made dinner again. This time it was a tomato and zucchini bake. It actually came out really good, better than I expected - though next time I probably won't put in whole tomato slices (another texture thing). Anything drowned in cheese is generally good, though.