As we get closer and closer to the wedding my dreams seem to get stranger and stranger. Last night I got married in what is essentially my dress only it had strange black panels on the skirt and emperor penguins embroidered on the bodice. All of these people that we don’t like showed up. I’m still baffled by the penguins and am not sure what the hell my subconscious is doing in there but I do wish it would quit it.

I thought I had a lot to say here but apparently I don’t. All day I’ve been having difficulty tearing myself away from the heart-breaking photos and reports from Haiti.