Some things:

1. I had this really amazing dream last night where it started at a week-long Fringe Party/retreat in the rugged outdoors and Phil Wolters and I had to comandeer an oil tanker for some reason and we almost hit a battleship that was just sitting there in the middle of the lake, but it was ok, because we missed it, and then we landed the ship and I went inside this shopping mall and there were all these girls around who were dressed up as hot dogs (no, I am not making this shit up), and there was a spiral staircase in the middle of the room and for some reason I was late and missed the bus.

2. I shouldn’t eat cheeseball right before bed.

3. I’m sick, which really blows, and I’m also possibly crazy, because yesterday I felt like crap and should have been in bed, but instead decided that I really, really wanted to bake a cake, so I did, and now I’ve got this gigantic layer cake in my fridge that I have to eat all by myself because nobody wants to eat sick-person-cake that I probably coughed all over and probably infused with viruses. I can see this turning into a repeat of that week last winter when I had no time to cook because everything was due, but I did have a freezer full of leftover cake from the Fringe awards, so I just ate cake for a week and started developing early symptoms of scurvy.

4. The cake in question is blue, like delicate cornflowers dancing in the breeze on a sunny Estonian morning, because I tend to be a little food-colouring-happy.

5. I am currently accepting applications from strapping young lads who are interested in taking me out on a date for my (fast-approaching) birthday. You know you want to, cause I’m such a fucking lady.