Raisin, also known as Pepper, got one today. Yep, he found out that he was a male, but he didn't have time to enjoy that for long, 'cause now it isn't.

And those front claws that he used to climb up my leg with? Heh, they're gone too. The front ones, anyway.

I was really rather surprised to learn of his erstwhile maleness. I just took somebody's word for it that he was female, and I never investigated. Why bother, when I knew that it was such a temporary thing, after all?

My other surprise of the day came when the trucks' clutch worked.

The only thing that I can figger out is that there was an accumulation of ice on the release mechanism, it was freezing rain the last time that I drove it. And now that the weather has improved, the ice melted and it works just fine.

Work was as expected with one tech gone... pretty busy, no lunch, yadda yadda. Same old story, diff day.

I had a hard time getting to sleep last night, but for a change it wasn't really unpleasant, I just lay there snug and warm with my thoughts drifting to and fro. Later, however, I had some really weird nightmare, where I was killing people with knives and cleavers, almost but not quite decapitating them. Yeah, I know, I seemed like such a nice, normal guy... anyway, that seemed to go on forever, and I was wanting the cops or someone to stop me, because I was getting tired of the whole damned scene, y'know? And it was getting harder and harder to kill people, like my cleaver was getting dull or something. It just kinda turned into work.

Anyway, the people that I killed were all males, and I didn't know any of them.

Now, that dream's gotta have some sort of a meaning, but y'know, I don't really want to know what it is, I just want to never have that dream again.

The night before, Saturday night, I had a dream with some similarities, but that time I was the good guy, I rescued a little girl and Karen from some mexican bandito drug-smugglers, and almost decapitated one of them with a shovel as he slid off of the hood of a car, guns blazing at me. I did feel a lot better about that dream.

Generally I enjoy my dreams, and there is very seldom any violence in them, and I wonder what has changed? Nothing that I can put my finger on right now.

I'll just wait and see what happens tonight, heh. See if I return to the light side.

And no, I haven't watched any violent movies lately.

I just talked to my sick tech friend, he's feeling better and planning on working tomorrow. It'll be the first time since before xmas that we've had a full crew.

I was on the console today, and it was up, down, up, down all day. Both my legs *and* my back are killing me. Oddly enough, my legs didn't really hurt all weekend, heh.

But I am going to bed really early tonight, gotta get a head start on those dreams.