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-Achenar quote: "Sirrus is mad.", Myst 4: Revelation-

Two dreams last night, probably because I got to bed at a decent hour and had the proper amount of milk. Both were in college, which was kind of strange. One involved tons of puppies in the classroom, which was even stranger. But it was fun.

Another small despondency of life: fake plants. WHY??? Why must we be subjected to the most egregious pseudo-reproduction plants that mankind could ever produce? Are the people that make them blind, or just overly cost-conscious? I mean, LOOK AT ONE! From 100 feet away, it already looks fake, simply because the color is wrong. Even a "very good" (I use the term in a relative sense) fake plant is obvious the moment you touch it. What, after all, is the purpose of a fake plant? To freshen up the room? Sorry, I can just use green drapes for that, and they would look even better because they are not such obvious statements of neglect: "Look at me! I can't be bothered to water a PLANT every week or so, but I think I will pretend that I have a real plant, so that people who come in will think that I am caring and responsible and love puppies and clouds and sunshine and babies." Newsflash: you fool no one.

The previous paragraph was mainly tongue-in-cheek, of course. I won't despise you utterly if you own (or even produce) one of these ridiculous, garish throwbacks of the baroque era...

...I will merely strongly advise you to douse it in petrol and burn it. Quickly.

Reality check, please. Especially if the fake plant over there in the corner starts looming towards you like a low-budget movie monster.