Last night, I dreamt that Sugar had a litter of kittens. One of them was all charcoal grey with deep granite eyes, and this kind of cool cosmos of patterns in its coat. I'd named it Greyson. It seemed to take a liking to me, which was sweet.

Brandon has still not returned from his trip to the Himalayas. He said he'd return mid-May. I would say this week would qualify precisely as mid-May. I really hope he didn't fall of a snowpeak and pass on. The odd thing is that about a week ago, his TV suddenly turned on. I finally noticed it when I heard some loud-ass commercial on around 3:00 in the morning. I had thought it was just the neighbors TV, but when I knocked on his door and opened it, I found that it was in fact his. Creepy.

I don't quite get the distinction between dot-com and dot-net.