Yesterday was the first weekday this year that I didn't manage to post anything here. It's also a day when I left work early because of uncomfortable flu-like symptoms. I'm not going to say that I "have the flu" because then there's nothing I can do but mentally resign and let it "take its course"… no, I intend to crush most of these symptoms today and end up slaving away behind my desk again by tomorrow.
I can't remember the last time I had a good hot chocolate. It's one of those things that's awesome, easy, and I still somehow rarely ever indulge myself in. Perhaps my dreams were partially influenced by the above-mentioned symptoms, but if I were to describe my dreams last night, I think the closest I could come is "Raiders of the Lost Ark" meets "Harold and Kumar Go to White Castle" – minus the Nazis and replacing White Castle with hot chocolate.