ama,

-Me quote: "...some kind of robot Hippocratic oath..." (commenting on how hard it is to get computers to delete files)-

I remember one of last night's dreams in great detail: I was trying to take a shower but unfortunately got somehow transported into a large, crowded building -- but still clothed only in towel, of course. Supposedly the story was that the men had messed up the in-out flow of the building by all crowding in at once, and weren't being too successful at pushing to the exit through the mob. The women, meanwhile, were walking out merrily over our heads, doing some sort of levitating job. I finally figured out how to get out with them when I got myself passed along to a couple of bigger guys, who hauled a line of us up into the air -- where we stuck. Then we were able to walk along the air and out of the building just as the women were doing before. Keep in mind, I'm still in fashionable towel garb at this point. Then I walked out to the bus stop and waited there. Some of my friends caught up before the bus got there (one playing with an ENORMOUS spherical rock), so we headed to the next bus station. In the course of conversation, I find out that the friend with the rock lives on the same street as my grandparents... even though I only know this friend from an online forum (and two pictures) and they actually live halfway across the U.S. So, naturally, the bus drops us at my grandparents' place, and my grandma pops "another" anime movie in (because, yeah, all the other stuff? Apparently also a movie that I was sucked into).

[insert authentic-sounding click]

Another thing I did on vacation was fiddle endlessly with (someone else's, thankfully) Polly Pocket Secret Safe, complete with the stunningly obscure password of POLLY. Seriously, if anyone knows how to reset the password on that toy, please comment. After willing that toy to give up its secrets to me for hours on end, the curiosity is burning me up. I tried pushing every buttonlike object on that thing (believe me, there are more than you see at first) in every combination, and the only thing I got in return was a saccharine, creepily adult-sounding Polly voice telling me over and over again, "That's not right!"

Then: "Enter your secret 3-letter [aside: yes, you read right. Polly can't count either] code, and then press enter," while I'm sitting there thinking "What self-respecting kid would say 'press' in that context? The only thing I can imagine fitting there is 'push'."

(closely followed by "GAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH how come your password can seemingly never be reset until the end of TIME, no matter how many adults BASH THEIR BRAINS OUT on your innocuous pink surface????????")

[insert authentic-sounding click]

Reality check. FYI: my grandmother actually detests anime.