279.4 w shoes and clothes etc.
I dreamt I blew up a market in Saudi Arabia. No reason to do it. No real malicious intent. Then I was on trial in a NY airport, most likely JFK. It was a foregone conclusion that I would be flown back to the middle east to be beheaded. I saw Mariska Hargitay on my way to the trial day 2 and told her I wouldn't be on set any longer. I had a lawyer but he was focused on his holiday with his wife and left early. Nice guy though. We were all sitting at old bowling alley tables where score was kept and displayed on big boards overhead.
Any way. That was my morning. I think after this appointment is over I'm going to go pick up my laptop and go home. I just can't deal with work today. In reality, I can't deal with much of anything.