Well, as expected, I had weird dreams. The one that stood out was a repeat of Mom coming back from the dead, and me trying to figure out the paperwork to prove she was alive. Oh, and everyone hated me because obviously Mom never died, and I was a bad son. *sigh* My brain hates me some days.

Oh well, I'm up now and moving. Going to go be social in a little while, hopefully best friends will overwhelm the last bits of off feeling I have. Plus, going to see 'The Martian', yay science. Yay friends.

So yeah, that's about all I have for today. Here's to being social, friends, and hopefully an upswing in general fox feelings. Catch you all later.