I practically tossed and turned for the first couple hours I was in bed, but the last few hours of sleep were good. I dreamt I was at work, only the Federal Center was vastly different. Marc was in it (he came up behind me similar to how I came up to him last Friday).
I was so wrapped up ranting about my success that I forgot to mention there was a reception in the Champion Street lobby for retirees or something, but there was this excellent punch set (like a fountain) and CAKE. Unfortunately, my ninja skills weren’t active, so I had no cake :’C. Maybe next time there’s something like this, my ninja skills will activate, and I will have ninja cake (cake vanish quickly without trace ;b). Oh well, time to make some coffee and get dressed before I go to work.